Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Of Trees

Our language of
The Battle of
We side by side
No one had

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

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

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

the spirits
Through
You the Thunder God seems to have
And our are the Reed
But we knew the held the Holly sacred

We were
In a circle of we'd drawn
With wisdom sent nine Hazels
A fire and a Willow rod

At ten comes the
That generates bramble
The change of the night 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 vowels could
"A" was for the Fir

The of course
Then came
Heather at her most

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

Vowels and
The power of
The power hold
The power of

So the church
Began to the old myths
They built their own of Babel
Ulster to Munster

The Reed gave way
To the
The Earth her will
So that follows day

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

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