Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

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

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

Yeah, underneath the
dirty brickwork conduits
Connecting white on the Moor
With Pre-Raphaelites, in Broom hall

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

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

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

And the was still there too
The same press-in plastic letters on the list
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 face in my hands
And I you for the first time
And a feeling like electricity through my whole body

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

At the other end of
The flows underneath an old railway viaduct
I went there with you
Except you were else
And we gazed
At the sludgy brown 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 Saturday

But that this had died out
When someone jumped and landed too to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud there and
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 flows this city
I'd like to go there with you now, my
And follow it on for miles and
Below people's ordinary lives

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

Oh, is as far as we got last time
But if we go another mile
We surface, surrounded by grass and trees
And that that takes the cars to cities
Buds that explode at the touch
Nettles that but not too much

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

But that day came
I moved away and track
But tonight, I am
About making my way
I may find you and float 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