Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just the station
you reach the traffic island
A river runs through a channel
I took you there
I think it was after the mill

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

Yeah, underneath the
dirty brickwork conduits
Connecting witches on the Moor
With Pre-Raphaelites, down in Broom

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then a by told us
That it to be a local custom
To jump off the viaduct the river
When coming home from the pub on a night

But that this custom had out
When someone jumped and too near to the riverbank
And had in the mud there and drowned
Before could reach them

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

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

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

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

I've been past this point
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 follow it"

But that day came
I moved away and lost
But tonight, I am
About making my way
I may find you there and on

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