Luyện nghe bài hát The Disenchanted Forest

[The Farm Hand's
"My kin and I had hard
to the yearly harvest.
Lain weary on our sheaves we
cracked a vat of ale. Poured a
to boast of who could sup the hardest.
Slumped in drunken
at the of wild wassail....

I woke to my brothers gone
Autumn eve so balmy.
Yet in wide-eyed terror
to the fields nearby.
dumb I swore;
Stood a mighty woad-duabed army.
my wits deceived me
'til I their battle-cry."

Lord Of The Trees:]
"Smash the axe and sow the
cause the Oaken Heart to bleed!"

[The Farm Hands
"When he that led heathen horde
his ivy mantle;
Cohorts raised halberds
pennants of leaf-green.
From below approached the
A scythe-bearing hantle.
sat triumphant
upon coughing, machines."

Forces Of Progress:]
"Break the and strip all of it.
Fell forest, make a profit!"

Farm Hands Ghost:]
"Opposing forces
beneath a red sky by thunder.
Entrenched beneath the
I'd observed it unseen.
One side stood to save the
T'other planned plunder,
I chose to fight for Nature's
Grabbed a skean.

All who one flower destroy,
must first cut this Didycoy!

We fought the last that day
to a hard-won victory,
Sucked in by the earth
I watched my ebb.
I died at least
I'd tried to play some part in
A trembling
on the threads of web."

[The Of The Trees:]
"Are there more so and honest;
Who would die to my forest?"