Luyện nghe bài hát White Light

Oh, the of the hill
sitting silently at
like some forgotten by an age
with no before its gate
the mysterious
lies waiting for its history's dawning
the raging of the sea before its height
and the strength of those whom see beyond sight
oh, the anvil rings
and the it sings
no voice nor pen can put to tune
and electric lines of
ring around the lives
of the that hear the master saying soon
with the clouds that gather disturb the night
striking flashes of a difference, fright
no slight of nor hand
can so there withstand
when the spirit of it's truth shall speak the
and no ignorance of
can be held the sight
of the buttresses of ageless of time
the of the forces take delight
with the fear that no may read nor write
white
oh the village of the
sitting silently
with the strength of ages past they're at hand
reckons not to look
but to within and find
and to of those enlightened by the lamb
with the powers of the wind both fierce and
and the waters of the storm went the night