Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Of Trees

Our of love
The of Trees
We side by side
No one had

consonants than you, love
And my vowels, well, were

First comes the
followed by the Ash
Then the Alder she forms
And with Willow

The Hawthorne
As the Oak guards the
She is the on which the year swings
He the lightning flash and her

Summoning the
incantations
You said the Thunder God seems to
And our are the Reed
But we knew the Furies held the sacred

We insulated
In a of words we'd drawn
With wisdom sent nine Hazels
A Rowan and a Willow rod

At ten comes the
That generates wine
The constant of the night sun
A in the blood of the white bull

Our language of
The Battle of
We side by side
No one had
Sharper than you, love
And my vowels, well, trusted

Ivy leaves is an ale that can unveil
The hidden and serpents
Only revealed visions
Yes vowels insert
"A" was for the Fir

The Firs of
Then next
Heather at her most

The Poplar's gift to the souls of the dead
A that it was not the end
But for the vine the "U", it's

and consonants
The power of
The power hold
The of prose

So when the
Began to twist the old
They built own Tower of Babel
From Ulster to

The Reed way then
To the
The turns her will
So that night day

From to dawn
Fom Winter to
At day the Ash had power over the

Our language of
The of Trees
We side by side
he said to me:
"I've dodged and even poisoned arrows
Only to be by the blade of a vowel"