Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
Before you reach the island
A river runs through a concrete
I took you there
I it was after the Lead mill

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

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

Beneath the old Trebor
That burnt down in the seventies
an antiquated sweet-shop smell
And caverns of and caramel
Nougat, yeah, and caramel
And the flows on

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

I went again for old time's sake
Hoping to find the toy horse ride
That played such a ridiculously tune
It was still
But none of the kids seemed in riding it

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

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

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

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

Then a passer by us
That it used to be a local
To jump off the viaduct into the
When coming home from the pub on a Saturday

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

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

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

Occasionally catching a glimpse of the
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 time
But if we go another mile
We will surface, surrounded by and trees
And that fly-over that the cars to cities
Buds that explode at the touch
Nettles that sting but not too

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

But day never came
I moved away and track
But tonight, I am
About my way back
I may find you there and on

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