Luyện nghe bài hát White Willow

At night I heard the say find the truth beneath the stars
have to travel back to heaths of green
The entrance to the oak woods be revealed to you

A king will tell you to ride
The leaves on the trees black color turn to green
There to find the oak woods I seek where the old oaks still

At night I heard the old say, to find your journey
Through the dark have to travel on a field of green
Through dark landscapes leave their place
To of joy, bestowed to ancient oak woods

Here I stand by green, light of power covers me
To understand the nature of man, I now to speak with the trees
Speak with the

In my life always prayed, the ancients acting with pure honesty
This is time to the truth, so here I go
Running through the woods, I question every plant and tree

Searching for the that was promised to me
Then the full moon comes out and the whispers in my ear
Ask for white near the silver lake

The fire in my heart was burning like the of ancient times
White with his knowledge opened up my eyes
The vision of the world I had before was upon the lies
White willow taught me how to live my life truth

And there it stands the only willow tree
He embraced me and he told me to at the stars

The wise old tree, twice to me and he said
Bring to the ones that you trust
And make them that I still exist
So he closed his eyes and we traveled home

to my world, home I return
The birds cry out, the old has died
With tears in my eyes, I my heritage
Now I am to be new

The fire in my heart was burning like the flames of times
White willow his knowledge opened up my eyes
The vision of the world I had before was upon the lies
White willow taught me how to live my with truth

Green power was flowing down my eyes like waters from the falls
White willow filled my heart lore, I now recall, recall
The black horizons once I saw, now turn to as I pass by
And now I know why man can't bear to know the of the truth

And it stands, the only white willow tree
With golden leaves and a old voice
He embraced me, as rock
And he told me, at the stars

In the light I still see, the only tree
I'm living on, the dream he shared me
I can still see, the good old speaking tree
His voice like ambrosia's deep in me