Luyện nghe bài hát White Light

Oh, the of the hill
silently at will
like some forgotten by an age
with no before its gate
the mysterious
lies waiting for its dawning page
with the raging of the sea before its
and the strength of those whom see beyond their
oh, the smithies rings
and the symphony it
no voice nor pen can put to tune
and electric of force
around the humble lives
of the souls that hear the master soon
with the clouds gather near disturb the night
striking flashes of a difference, fleeing
no of tongue nor hand
can so boldly there
when the spirit of it's shall speak the time
and no of life
can be within the sight
of the of ageless binds of time
the of the forces take delight
with the fear that no tongues may nor write
light
oh the village of the
silently still
with the strength of ages they're still at hand
reckons not to look
but to look and find
and to hear of enlightened by the lamb
with the powers of the both fierce and light
and the of the storm went through the night