Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Of Trees

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

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

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

The blossoms
As the Oak the door
She is the hinge on which the year
He courts the flash and her

Summoning the
incantations
You the Thunder God seems to have
And our enemies are the
But we knew the Furies the Holly sacred

We insulated
In a circle of words we'd
With wisdom sent from Hazels
A Rowan fire and a rod

At ten the vine
generates bramble wine
The constant of the night sun
A song in the blood of the white

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

From Ivy is an ale that can unveil
The hidden meanings and
revealed through visions
Yes vowels insert
"A" was for the Fir

The of course
Then came
With Heather at her

The White Poplar's gift to the souls of the
A promise it was not the end
But for the the "U", it's coffer

Vowels and
The of trees
The power they
The of prose

So when the
Began to the old myths
They built their own of Babel
From to Munster

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

dawn to dawn
Fom Winter to
At day the Ash had power the Alder

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