Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
you reach the traffic island
A river runs a concrete channel
I you there once
I it was after the Lead mill

The water was dirty and it smelt of
masters coughing their lungs up
And globules, the color of tomato
But it flows, yeah, it

Yeah, the city
Through dirty conduits
Connecting white on the Moor
With Pre-Raphaelites, down in Broom

Beneath the old Trebor
That burnt down in the early
Leaving an antiquated smell
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, nougat and
And the flows on

Yeah, the flows on
Beneath pudgy fifteen year olds addicted to whitener
Courting couples, on Northern Upholstery
And pensioners gathering dust like of plastic tulips
And it finally comes ground again at Forge Dam
The place we first met

I went again for old time's sake
Hoping to find the child's toy horse
That played such a ridiculously tragic
It was there
But none of the seemed interested in riding it

And the cafe was there too
The same press-in plastic letters on the price
And scuffed Formica-top
I sat as close as possible to the
Where I'd met you that autumn

And then, what seemed
Like hours of about it
I finally took face in my hands
And I you for the first time
And a feeling like electricity through my whole body

And I immediately
I'd entered a different world
And all the time, in the
The sound of that ridiculously child's ride outside

At the end of town
The river flows underneath an old viaduct
I went with you once
you were somebody else
And we gazed
At the sludgy brown surface of the together

a passer by told us
That it used to be a custom
To jump off the viaduct the river
When coming home from the pub on a Saturday

But that custom had died out
When someone jumped and landed too to the riverbank
And had in the mud there and drowned
Before anyone could reach

Maybe just made the whole story up
You'd never get me to jump off that
No chance, never in a years

Yeah, a river flows underneath city
I'd like to go there you now, my pretty
And follow it on for and miles
other people's ordinary lives

Occasionally catching a of the moon
man-hole covers along the route
Yeah, dark sometimes but if you hold my hand
I think I the way

Oh, this is as far as we got last
But if we go just another
We will surface, by grass and trees
And that that takes the cars to cities
Buds that at the slightest touch
that sting but not too much

I've never past this point
What lies ahead, I could not say
And I used to live by the river
In a dis-used factory, just off the
And the river flowed by, day day
On one day I thought, "One day, I follow it"

But day never came
I moved away and track
But tonight, I am
About making my way
I may you there and float on

Wherever the may take me
the river may take me
Wherever the river may us
Wherever it us to go
it wants us to go