Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

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

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
Connecting white witches on the
With Pre-Raphaelites, in Broom hall

Beneath the old factory
That burnt down in the early
Leaving an antiquated smell
And caverns of and caramel
Nougat, yeah, and caramel
And the river on

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But that this custom had out
When someone jumped and landed too to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud there and
anyone could reach them

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

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

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

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

I've been past this point
What lies ahead, I really 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 follow it"

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

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