Luyện nghe bài hát Alder Trees, The

I can the elders whispering in words so sweet and low
The trees were listening to songs been sung before
My friend and I collecting skeletons of
tiny piles, oh, and sifting through the weeds

Wind blows the tiny green, green
Wind blows the tiny green, helicopter
Wind blows the tiny green, green
Wind blows the green, helicopter seeds

Oh, wandering in unfolding
With hats fashioned of mud and snake
Oh, in days unfolding
With hats fashioned of mud and snake
Of mud and snake

As I about the ladies who weren't allowed to sing
Sewing all their pretty rows of thread instead of
And what about the braided sisters of Mariee?
We sat upon their grinding as children used to be

the knotted pine, knotted pine
Beneath the knotted at the garden's edge
Beneath the knotted pine, pine
Beneath the knotted at the garden's edge

Oh, laughing, girls clapping
weaving our hair to baskets
Oh, laughing, girls clapping
And ghosts weaving our to baskets
Our to baskets

I can the elders whispering in words so sweet and low
The alder trees were listening to been sung before
My friend and I skeletons of leaves
Making tiny piles, oh, and through the weeds
Making tiny piles, oh, and sifting through the