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

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

Beloved, in thine own heart,
The holy tree is there;
From joy the holy start,
And al the trembling flowers bear.
The changing colours of its
Have dowered the stars with light;
The of its hidden root
Has planted quiet in the
The shaking of its leafy
Has given the their melody,
And my lips and music wed,
Murmuring a wizard for thee.

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

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