Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

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

Lived in the shadow of the
With the of disinfectant
Dusty old leather and the wood of his bed

No more than a baby feeding on the river
Holding the hands of his
And the wax bag of yesterday's bread

And his father on the other side of the
On the railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry of home thoughts from abroad
In his far away eyes, in his far eyes

The smell of the wax on the wooden
Mixture of and soap
No children to fear or to with
Rows of hooks for the coats

An upright and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was
Remind him of just he was breathing
Strange visions of God

Turn the cities into families, into of souls
Hovering in the air while they're
their houses invisible
Send to me the ghosts of
Whispering, "You're the one"

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

How I cope with the illusion?
In which direction I jump
I do it all the same
As the actors in the

Or would I spit it back at
And not get caught up in rules?
And according to my own
And not be used, not be

To the fundamental truths
It was going to take time
Thirty summers down the line

The wisdom of each passing
Seems to only to confuse
Seems to only to confuse

came out the navy and took us
Away to his dirty gray
And he worked down on a coal for National Service
So that he be around

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

From the horizon home from the navy to the mine
the horizon to buried alive
Took his underground
Buried his in his faraway eyes

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

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

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

And the sun on the
Setting an ember thrown to deep water
crimson to black
But back tomorrow on the horizon

The blue fades to a point
Where it fade, it stayed blue
And stirred his red coat heart to this strange
This love, this

This love, this
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

This love, blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I understand
That knows no and tries
And and tries again

at the sea
The night's dark
For one last and bleeds
And and dies for you

And and is to blame
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is and lies
[Incomprehensible] Is