Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just the station
Before you reach the traffic
A river runs through a channel
I took you there
I think it was the Lead mill

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

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

Beneath the old factory
That burnt in the early seventies
Leaving an antiquated smell
And caverns of and caramel
Nougat, yeah, and caramel
And the river on

Yeah, the flows on
Beneath pudgy fifteen olds addicted to coffee whitener
Courting couples, on Northern Upholstery
And pensioners gathering dust like of plastic tulips
And it finally 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 still
But none of the kids seemed in riding it

And the cafe was still too
The same press-in letters on the price list
And scuffed tables
I sat as close as to the seat
Where I'd met you that autumn

And then, what seemed
Like of thinking about it
I finally took your in my hands
And I kissed you for the time
And a like electricity flowed through my whole body

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

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

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

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

Maybe he'd made the whole story up
You'd get me to jump off that bridge
No chance, in a million years

Yeah, a river flows 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 of the moon
Through man-hole covers along the
Yeah, it's dark sometimes but if you hold my
I I know the way

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

never been past this point
What lies ahead, I could not say
And I used to just by the river
In a factory, just off the Wicker
And the flowed by, day after day
On one day I thought, "One day, I will it"

But day never came
I moved away and lost
But tonight, I am
About my way back
I may you there and float 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