Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

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

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

Yeah, the city
Through dirty brickwork
Connecting white witches on the
Pre-Raphaelites, down in Broom hall

Beneath the old Trebor
That burnt in the early seventies
Leaving an antiquated sweet-shop
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, and caramel
And the flows on

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

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

And the was still there too
The same press-in plastic letters on the list
And scuffed Formica-top
I sat as close as to the seat
Where I'd met you autumn afternoon

And then, what seemed
hours of thinking about it
I finally took your face in my
And I kissed you for the first
And a feeling like electricity flowed through my whole

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

At the end of town
The river underneath an old railway viaduct
I there with you once
Except you were else
And we gazed
At the brown surface of the water together

Then a by told us
That it used to be a custom
To off the viaduct into the river
When coming home from the pub on a Saturday

But that custom had died out
When someone jumped and landed too to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud and drowned
anyone could reach them

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

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

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

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

I've been past this point
What ahead, I really could not say
And I used to live by the river
In a factory, just off the Wicker
And the river by, day after day
On one day I thought, "One day, I follow it"

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

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