Luyện nghe bài hát White Light

Oh, the of the hill
sitting silently at
some prophecy forgotten by an age
with no guns its gate
the estate
lies waiting for its history's page
the raging of the sea before its height
and the strength of those see beyond their sight
oh, the smithies anvil
and the it sings
no voice nor poet's pen can put to
and electric of force
ring around the humble
of the souls that the master saying soon
with the clouds that gather near the night
striking flashes of a difference, fright
no slight of nor hand
can so there withstand
when the spirit of truth shall speak the time
and no ignorance of
can be held the sight
of the of ageless binds of time
the communion of the forces take
with the fear that no tongues may nor write
white
oh the village of the
silently still
with the strength of ages past they're still at
not to look behind
but to look and find
and to hear of enlightened by the lamb
with the powers of the both fierce and light
and the waters of the storm went the night