Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who came into world
At the of a holy woman in a holy place
He a red coat and walked a bulldog
Saw them in the mirror of the lakes

Lived in the of the mountains
With the of disinfectant
Dusty old and the polished wood of his bed

No more a baby feeding swans on the river
Holding the of his mother
And the wax paper bag of bread

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

The smell of the wax on the floor
Mixture of polish and
No to fear or to play with
Rows of hooks for the coats

An upright piano and the in the choir
Still remind him of before he was born
Remind him of before he was breathing
Strange misty of God

Turn the cities into families, into villages of
Hovering in the air they're sleeping
With their houses
Send to me the ghosts of
Whispering, "You're the one"

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

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

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 year
Seems to serve only to
to serve only to confuse

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

There was a magical purple in the
Of the of his Triumph motorbike
And a warmth of oil and and the thrill
Of the corner holding tight

From the horizon came home from the navy to the
From the to buried alive
Took his dream
Buried his in his faraway eyes

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

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

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, you sit a while with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, you jog my memory?
Tell me tall tales of Montego Bay, mountain
Flying fish, spiders, pots of paint

And the sun on the
like an ember thrown to deep water
From to black
But back tomorrow on the horizon

The blue fades to a point
Where it doesn't fade, it stayed
And stirred his red coat heart to strange engine
love, this love

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

love, this blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I don't
That knows no and tries
And fails and tries

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

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