Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who into this world
At the of a holy woman in a holy place
He wore a red and walked a bulldog
Saw them reflected in the of the lakes

in the shadow of the mountains
With the of disinfectant
Dusty old leather and the polished of his bed

No more than a baby feeding swans on the
Holding the hands of his
And the wax paper bag of yesterday's

And his on the other side of the world
On the ship's railings and some far away
With the silent dry tear of thoughts from abroad
In his far away eyes, in his far away

The smell of the wax on the floor
Mixture of and soap
No children to or to play with
Rows of empty for the coats

An upright piano and the in the choir
Still remind him of just he was born
Remind him of just before he was
Strange visions of God

Turn the cities into families, into villages of
Hovering in the air they're sleeping
With houses invisible
Send to me the of Christmas
Whispering, "You're the one"

And since I was a boy
I never felt I belonged
everything they did to me
Was an to see

How I cope with the illusion?
In which would I jump
Would I do it all the
As the in the game?

Or would I spit it at them
And not get caught up in rules?
And according to my own
And not be used, not be

To the fundamental truths
It was going to take some
five summers down the line

The wisdom of each passing
Seems to only to confuse
Seems to only to confuse

Daddy out the navy and took us
Away to his dirty gray
And he worked down on a coal for National Service
So that he be around

There was a magical in the chrome
Of the exhaust of his Triumph
And a of oil and metal and the thrill
Of the hard holding tight

From the horizon home from the navy to the mine
From the horizon to buried
Took his dream
Buried his treasure in his eyes

And one day as the boy lay
In the sunshine of a half afternoon
A cloud of bees with no aim and no brain
Found the boy, decided that his had come

Came down out of the sky, stung him in the
Again and again, blue pain, screaming baptism
Intravenous Jesus being chosen
with no brain, blue pain
It's happening again, happening again

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, you jog my memory?
Tell me tall tales of Bay, table mountain
Flying fish, banana spiders, pots of

And the sun on the
Setting like an ember to deep water
crimson to black
But coming back tomorrow on the

The blue pain fades to a
Where it doesn't fade, it blue
And stirred his red coat to this strange engine
love, this love

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

love, this blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I understand
That no faith and tries
And fails and tries

at the sea
The night's deep
For one time and bleeds
And bleeds and for you

And lies and is to
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is and lies
Is true