Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Of Trees

Our of love
The Battle of
We fought by side
No one had

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

comes the Birch
Rowan by the Ash
through the Alder she forms
And with Willow

The blossoms
As the Oak guards the
She is the hinge on which the swings
He the lightning flash and her

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

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

At ten the vine
generates bramble wine
The constant change of the sun
A in the blood of the white bull

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

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

The of course
Then next
Heather at her most

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

Vowels and
The of trees
The power they
The of prose

So the church
to twist the old myths
They built own Tower of Babel
Ulster to Munster

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

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

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