Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

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

The was dirty and it smelt of industrialization
Little coughing their lungs up
And globules, the color of ketchup
But it flows, yeah, it

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

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

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

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

And the cafe was there too
The same press-in plastic letters on the list
And scuffed tables
I sat as close as possible to the
I'd met you that autumn afternoon

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

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

At the end of town
The river underneath an old railway viaduct
I there with you once
Except you somebody else
And we down
At the brown surface of the water together

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

But that custom had died out
When someone jumped and landed too near to the
And had sunk in the mud and drowned
Before anyone reach them

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

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

Occasionally catching a glimpse of the
Through covers along the route
Yeah, dark sometimes but if you hold my hand
I I know the way

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

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

But that day never
I moved away and lost
But tonight, I am
About making my way
I may find you and float on

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