Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

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

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

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

the old Trebor factory
That burnt down in the seventies
Leaving an antiquated sweet-shop
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, nougat and
And the river on

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

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

And the was still there too
The same press-in letters on the price list
And Formica-top tables
I sat as as possible to the seat
Where I'd met you that autumn

And then, after what
Like hours of thinking it
I finally took your face in my
And I kissed you for the time
And a feeling like flowed through my whole body

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

At the other end of
The river underneath an old railway viaduct
I went with you once
Except you were somebody
And we gazed
At the brown surface of the water together

a passer by told us
That it to be a local custom
To off the viaduct into the river
When coming home the pub on a Saturday night

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

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

Yeah, a flows underneath this city
I'd like to go there with you now, my
And it on for miles and miles
Below other people's ordinary

Occasionally a glimpse of the moon
Through man-hole covers along the
Yeah, it's dark but if you hold my hand
I I know the way

Oh, is as far as we got last time
But if we go another mile
We will surface, by grass and trees
And that fly-over takes the cars to cities
Buds that explode at the slightest
Nettles that sting but not too

I've never been past point
lies ahead, I really could not say
And I used to live by the river
In a dis-used factory, off the Wicker
And the flowed by, day after day
On one day I thought, "One day, I will it"

But that day came
I moved and lost track
But tonight, I am
About my way back
I may you there and float on

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