Luyện nghe bài hát White Light

Oh, the village of the
silently at will
like some prophecy by an age
with no guns before its
the estate
waiting for its history's dawning page
with the of the sea before its height
and the strength of those whom see beyond their
oh, the smithies rings
and the symphony it
no nor poet's pen can put to tune
and electric lines of
around the humble lives
of the souls that the master saying soon
with the that gather near disturb the night
striking of a difference, fleeing fright
no slight of tongue nor
can so there withstand
when the spirit of truth shall speak the time
and no ignorance of
can be within the sight
of the buttresses of ageless of time
the of the forces take delight
with the fear that no may read nor write
light
oh the village of the
sitting still
with the strength of ages past they're at hand
reckons not to behind
but to within and find
and to hear of enlightened by the lamb
with the powers of the wind both and light
and the waters of the storm went the night