Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just the station
Before you the traffic island
A river runs through a channel
I you there once
I think it was after the Lead

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

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

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

Yeah, the river on
Beneath pudgy fifteen year olds to coffee whitener
Courting couples, naked on Upholstery
And gathering dust like bowls of plastic tulips
And it comes above ground again at Forge Dam
The place we first met

I went there again for old time's
Hoping to find the child's toy horse
That such a ridiculously tragic tune
It was there
But none of the kids interested in riding it

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

And then, after seemed
Like hours of about 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 child's ride outside

At the other end of
The river underneath an old railway viaduct
I went with you once
Except you were else
And we down
At the sludgy brown of the water together

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

But this custom had died out
When someone and landed too near to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud and drowned
anyone could reach them

Maybe he'd made the whole story up
You'd get me to jump off that bridge
No chance, in a million years

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

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

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

I've been past this point
lies ahead, I really could not say
And I used to live by the river
In a factory, just off the Wicker
And the river by, day after day
On one day I thought, "One day, I follow it"

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

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