Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who came into world
At the hands of a woman in a holy place
He wore a red coat and walked a
Saw reflected in the mirror of the lakes

in the shadow of the mountains
With the smells of
Dusty old leather and the wood of his bed

No than a baby feeding swans on the river
Holding the of his mother
And the wax paper bag of bread

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

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

An upright piano and the boys in the
Still him of just before he was born
Remind him of just before he was
Strange misty of God

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

And since I was a boy
I never felt that I
Like everything did to me
Was an to see

How I would with the illusion?
In direction would I jump
Would I do it all the
As the actors in the

Or would I it back at them
And not get caught up in their
And live to my own
And not be used, not be

To find the truths
It was going to some time
five summers down the line

The of each passing year
Seems to only to confuse
to serve only to confuse

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

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

From the horizon came home from the navy to the
From the horizon to alive
Took his underground
Buried his treasure in his faraway

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

Came out of the sky, stung him in the face
and again, blue pain, screaming like baptism
Intravenous like being chosen
Something no brain, blue pain
It's again, it's happening again

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a while me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, you jog my memory?
Tell me tall of Montego Bay, table mountain
Flying fish, banana spiders, of paint

And the sun on the
Setting like an ember thrown to deep
From crimson to
But coming tomorrow on the horizon

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

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, this

This love, this blind,
This puzzle I don't
That no faith and tries
And fails and tries

at the sea
The dark deep
For one last and bleeds
And and dies for you

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