Luyện nghe bài hát White Light

Oh, the village of the
silently at will
like some prophecy by an age
no guns before its gate
the mysterious
lies waiting for its history's page
with the raging of the sea its height
and the strength of those whom see beyond their
oh, the anvil rings
and the symphony it
no voice nor pen can put to tune
and electric of force
around the humble lives
of the souls that 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 boldly withstand
when the spirit of it's shall speak the time
and no ignorance of
can be within the sight
of the buttresses of ageless of time
the communion of the forces take
with the that no tongues may read nor write
white
oh the village of the
sitting silently
with the of ages past they're still at hand
not to look behind
but to look and find
and to of those enlightened by the lamb
with the powers of the wind fierce and light
and the waters of the went through the night