Luyện nghe bài hát The Woodwoman

Resting by my fire.Looking deep its flames
My mind must have somewhere else
Far beyond these
I am suddenly of a pair
Of staring at me
I urn and behold the most
Ugly I have seen
The standing in the glade
Like a shadow in the
Points her wretched at me
With a smile
And she me in a voice
That sound as if it`s been so
Since she spoke,if I seek
Then I should come
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 promised me if I follow on
She takes me to a part of these
Few ever seen
Where the sun surely reach
the ground ominously gleams
She says she`s is coming
And tha she where I`ll go
But before I leave,she
There is this one I should know
She me the ability
To take a wound
Every cu by or spear will be
Absorded by her
This magic will remain until
Time for me to with this mortal world
And all she`ll is my young heart
I`m but a man.Mortal a man.
And I`ll need all the tha I can get
So I give my heart to the woman of the
or without it... my life is not over yet
Wing of bat and eye
of a star fallen from the sky
Tears of a 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 while a soon
A salve to be upon the chest
Close to the heart beats strong
"No pains will occur when is pushed into my flesh
She`ll slowly draw my heart out of my open chest
She`ll place my heart in the pit of the and behold the years go by
Hers to keep from the moment when the time has for me to die"