Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

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

The water was dirty and it smelt of
Little coughing their lungs up
And globules, the of tomato ketchup
But it flows, yeah, it

Yeah, the city
dirty brickwork conduits
Connecting white witches on the
With Pre-Raphaelites, down in hall

Beneath the old Trebor
burnt down in the early seventies
Leaving an antiquated smell
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, nougat and
And the flows on

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

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

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

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

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

At the other end of
The river flows underneath an old railway
I there with you once
Except you were somebody
And we down
At the brown surface of the water together

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, this is as far as we got time
But if we go another mile
We surface, surrounded by grass and trees
And that fly-over that the cars to cities
Buds that at the slightest touch
Nettles sting but not too much

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

But that day never
I away and lost track
But tonight, I am
making my way back
I may find you there and on

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