Luyện nghe bài hát The Call Of The Wood

Beyond the valley of the
the paths of ancient knowledge
led from the dense of the wind.
You find yourself in the holy wood
to the primordial gods.
Baptized with the dew around the oak of this Wiccian's
celebrated from the warbling of the crows, og mother moon.
Ishtar, Astarte, Inanna, let me feed at breast
let me celebrate the fertile of the horned god
with the white goddess.
Follow the of the wood.
Follow the of the god.
Celebrate in the Nemeton with red
and autumnal flowers on the altar.
Dress yourself with the sky in the circle
and purify yourself with the sacred of Cernunnos.
Bless me mother, I am your son.
be my eyes, therefore I can find your way.
Blessed be my nose, therefore I can breath essence.
Blessed be my mouth, I can talk about you.
Blessed be my chest, therefore I can be to you.
be my ancestry, therefore I can give life to men and women.
as you gave to the universe.
Blessed be my feet, therefore I can your way.
Let the last smoke carried from the wind.
Rise your eyes of astral energy
and look at the crow that will lead return to silence.
Let the night fall on you
as the death curtain down on life.
be reborn...
..(to be continued...)