Luyện nghe bài hát The Ferryman

Oh, the traveller on the land, behold I give you, I give you the travelling man.
And he's very heavy laden the questions in his burden.
Lo, and I give you the man.
He has the mountains, he has forded streams.
He has a long time surviving on his dreams.
Many times he's tried to up his heavy load.
But his compromises him and he ends back on the road.

Oh the he is weary, the travelling man he is tired.
For the road is never in his fear he has cried aloud for a saviour
And in vain for a teacher, to lighten up the load
And he's heard the sounds of war in a gentle of rain
And the whisperings of despair he could not explain.
The for his journey, or the reason it began
Or was there any reason for the man.

At he reached a river so beautiful and wide
But the current was so he could not reach the other side
And the weary man looked for a ferryman strong enough to row against the tide,
And the was old but he moved the boat so well,
Or did the river move the The traveller could not tell.
Said the ferryman, "You're weary and the answers you seek,
Are in the singing river, listen it will speak."

Oh, the traveller closed his eyes and he and he heard
Only the murmuring and the beating of his heart.
Then he heard the river laughing, and he the river crying
And in it was the beauty and the of the world
And he heard the sounds of dying, but he the sounds of birth
And his ears heard all the sounds of earth.
The sounds blended together and they a whole
And the rhythm was his heartbeat to the his soul.

And the river had no beginning, as it into the sea
And the seas filled the clouds and the rains filled the
And as slowly as the sunrise, he opened up his
To find the ferryman had gone, the moved gently on the tide.
And the river within him, and with it he was one
And the moved around the earth, and the earth around the sun.
And the traveller was the river, was the and ferryman,
Was the and the song that the singing river sang.