Luyện nghe bài hát The Woodwoman

Resting by my fire.Looking into its flames
My mind must have been else
Far beyond plains
I am aware of a pair
Of staring at me
I urn around and the most
Ugly thing I have
The standing in the glade
Like a shadow in the
her wretched finger at me
With a smile
And she asks me in a
That sound as if it`s been so
Since she spoke,if I seek
I should come along
I`m but a man.Mortal a man.
But she leaves no in the snow
Still I follow on to she is going
For she has me magic if I follow on
She me to a part of these woods
Few have seen
Where the sun won`t reach
Still the ground gleams
She says seen is coming
And tha she known where go
But before I leave,she
There is this one I should know
She me the ability
To a fatal wound
Every cu by or spear will be
by her tree-womb
This magic will remain until
Time for me to part with this mortal
And all she`ll is my young heart
I`m but a man.Mortal a man.
And I`ll all the help tha I can get
So I give my to the woman of the dark
With or without it... my is not over yet
of bat and lizzard eye
Dust of a star fallen the sky
of a virgin and the cum of a god
Thirteen drops of an infant`s
A twist of a cat`s and oil of the moon
Stir for a a very soon
A salve to be applied the chest
to where the heart beats strong
"No pains will when hand is pushed into my flesh
She`ll slowly draw my living heart out of my chest
place my heart in the pit of the snake and behold the years go by
Hers to keep from the moment the time has come for me to die"