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 reflected in the mirror of the

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

No more than a feeding swans on the river
Holding the hands of his
And the wax bag of yesterday's bread

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

The smell of the wax on the wooden
of polish and soap
No to fear or to play with
Rows of empty for the coats

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

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

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

How I would with the illusion?
In which direction I jump
Would I do it all the
As the actors in the

Or would I it back at them
And not get caught up in their
And live to my own
And not be used, not be

To find the fundamental
It was to take some time
five summers down the line

The wisdom of passing year
Seems to serve only to
Seems to serve to confuse

Daddy came out the navy and us
Away to his dirty hometown
And he down on a coal mine for National Service
So that he be around

There was a magical in the chrome
Of the exhaust of his Triumph
And a warmth of oil and metal and the
Of the corner holding tight

From the horizon came from the navy to the mine
From the to buried alive
Took his dream
Buried his treasure in his eyes

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

Came down out of the sky, him in the face
and again, blue pain, screaming like baptism
Intravenous like being chosen
Something no brain, blue pain
It's happening again, it's happening

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

And the sun on the
Setting like an ember thrown to water
crimson to black
But back tomorrow on the horizon

The pain fades to a point
Where it fade, it stayed blue
And his red coat heart to this strange engine
love, this love

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

This love, this blind,
puzzle I don't understand
That knows no faith and
And fails and again

at the sea
The dark deep
For one last and bleeds
And bleeds and for you

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