Luyện nghe bài hát White Light

Oh, the of the hill
silently at will
like some forgotten by an age
with no guns its gate
the estate
lies waiting for its dawning page
with the raging of the sea before its
and the strength of whom see beyond their sight
oh, the anvil rings
and the it sings
no voice nor poet's pen can put to
and electric lines of
around the humble lives
of the that hear the master saying soon
with the clouds that near disturb the night
flashes of a difference, fleeing fright
no of tongue nor hand
can so boldly there
when the spirit of it's truth shall speak the
and no ignorance of
can be held the sight
of the of ageless binds of time
the communion of the forces take
the fear that no tongues may read nor write
white
oh the village of the
silently still
with the strength of past they're still at hand
reckons not to look
but to look and find
and to hear of those enlightened by the
with the powers of the wind both and light
and the waters of the storm through the night