Luyện nghe bài hát Ce Hé Mise le Ulaingt (Who Am I to Bear It?)/The Two Trees

Music by Loreena
by William Butler Yeats, arr. by Loreena McKennitt

Beloved, gaze in own heart,
The holy tree is growing
From joy the holy start,
And al the trembling flowers bear.
The changing of its fruit
Have the stars with merry light;
The surety of its hidden
Has planted quiet in the
The shaking of its head
Has given the waves melody,
And made my lips and wed,
Murmuring a song for thee.

the Loves a circle go,
The flaming of our days,
Gyring, to and fro
In those great ignorant ways;
Remembering all that shaken
And how the sandals dart,
Thine eyes grow of tender care;
Beloved, in thine own heart.

no more in the bitter glass
The demons, with their guile,
Lift up before us they pass,
Or only gaze a little
For there a fatal image
the stormy night receives,
Roots hidden under snows,
boughs and blackened leaves.
For all things turn to
In the dim glass the hold,
The of outer weariness,
Made God slept in times of old.
There, through the branches, go
The of unresting thought;
Flying, crying, to and fro,
claw and hungry throat,
Or they stand and stiff the wind,
And shake their wings: alas!
Thy tender eyes grow all
Gaze no more in the glass.