Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
you reach the traffic island
A river runs through a concrete
I you there once
I think it was after the Lead

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

Beneath the old factory
That burnt down in the early
Leaving an antiquated sweet-shop
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, nougat and
And the river on

Yeah, the river 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 place where we met

I there again for old time's sake
Hoping to find the toy horse ride
played such 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 scuffed Formica-top
I sat as close as to the seat
I'd met you that autumn afternoon

And then, after seemed
hours of thinking about it
I finally your face in my hands
And I kissed you for the 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 child's ride

At the other end of
The flows underneath an old railway viaduct
I went with you once
Except you somebody else
And we down
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 from the pub on a Saturday night

But this custom had died out
When jumped and landed too near to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud and drowned
Before anyone reach them

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

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

Occasionally catching a glimpse of the
man-hole covers along the route
Yeah, dark sometimes 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 will surface, surrounded by and trees
And that fly-over takes the cars to cities
Buds explode at the slightest touch
Nettles sting but not too much

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

But that day never
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 river may me
the river may take us
Wherever it us to go
Wherever it us to go