Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

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

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

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

the old Trebor factory
That burnt down in the early
Leaving an antiquated smell
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, nougat and
And the river on

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

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

And the cafe was there too
The same plastic letters on the price list
And scuffed Formica-top
I sat as close as to the seat
Where I'd met you that afternoon

And then, what seemed
Like hours of about it
I took your face in my hands
And I you for the first time
And a feeling like electricity flowed my whole body

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

At the end of town
The river flows underneath an old viaduct
I there with you once
Except you somebody else
And we down
At the sludgy brown surface of the water

Then a by told us
That it 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 someone jumped and landed too to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud and drowned
Before anyone reach them

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

Yeah, a river flows underneath this
I'd like to go with you now, my pretty
And follow it on for and miles
Below other 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, this is as far as we got last
But if we go another mile
We will surface, surrounded by grass and
And that fly-over that takes the to cities
Buds explode at the slightest touch
Nettles sting but not too much

I've never 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 flowed by, day day
On one day I thought, "One day, I will it"

But that day never
I moved 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
Wherever the may take us
it wants us to go
Wherever it us to go