Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
you reach 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 of industrialization
masters coughing their lungs up
And globules, the color of ketchup
But it flows, yeah, it

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

Beneath the old factory
That down in the early seventies
Leaving an antiquated smell
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, and caramel
And the flows on

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

I went there again for old time's
Hoping to find the toy horse ride
That played a ridiculously tragic tune
It was there
But of the kids seemed interested in riding it

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

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

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

At the other end of
The river flows an old railway viaduct
I went there you once
you were somebody else
And we down
At the sludgy surface of the water together

a passer by told us
That it used to be a local
To off the viaduct into the river
When coming from the pub on a Saturday night

But that this custom had out
When someone jumped and too near to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud there and
Before anyone reach them

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

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

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

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

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

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

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