Luyện nghe bài hát White Light

Oh, the village of the
silently at will
like prophecy forgotten by an age
with no guns its gate
the mysterious
lies waiting for its history's dawning
with the raging of the sea before its
and the of those whom see beyond their sight
oh, the smithies rings
and the it sings
no nor poet's pen can put to tune
and electric of force
ring the humble lives
of the souls that hear the master soon
with the clouds gather near disturb the night
striking of a difference, fleeing fright
no slight of nor hand
can so there withstand
when the spirit of it's truth speak the time
and no of life
can be held the sight
of the buttresses of ageless of time
the communion of the forces delight
with the that no tongues may read nor write
light
oh the village of the
sitting silently
with the strength of ages past they're at hand
not to look behind
but to look within and
and to hear of those enlightened by the
the powers of the wind both fierce and light
and the waters of the storm went through the