Luyện nghe bài hát A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall

Oh, where have you been, my blue son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling one?
I've stumbled on the side of misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six highways

stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the of a graveyard

And it's hard, and it's hard, it's hard, and hard
a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling one?
I saw a newborn baby wild wolves all around it
I saw a of diamonds with nobody on it

I saw a branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with hammers a bleedin'
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the of young children

And it's hard, and it's hard, it's hard, it's
It's a hard rain's a-gonna

And what did you hear, my blue son?
And what did you hear, my darling young
I the sound of a thunder, is it roared out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a that could drown the whole world

I heard one hundred drummers hands were a blazin'
I heard ten thousand whisperin' and listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard people laughin'
I heard the song of a poet who in the gutter
I heard the sound of a who cried in the alley

And it's hard, and it's hard, hard, it's hard
It's a rain's a-gonna fall

And who did you meet, my eyed son?
Oh, who did you meet, my darling young
I met a young child a dead pony
I met a man who walked a black dog

I met a young woman body was burning
I met a girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in
I met man who was wounded with hatred

And it's hard, hard, it's hard, it's hard
It's a rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, you do now, my blue eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling one?
Well, I'm a goin' out 'fore the rain starts a fallin'
Well, I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black

Where the people are and their hands are all empty
Where the of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is well hidden

Where hunger is ugly, where are forgotten
Where black is the color, and is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and it and breathe it
And from the mountain so all souls can see it

And I'll stand on the ocean until I start
But I'll my song well before I start singin'

And hard, it's hard, it's hard, it's hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna