Luyện nghe bài hát White Willow

At night I heard the say find the truth beneath the stars
You'll have to back to heaths of green
The to the oak woods will be revealed to you

A king will you to ride until
The leaves on the trees from color turn to green
to find the oak woods I seek where the old oaks still speak

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

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

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

Searching for the answer was promised to me
Then the moon comes out and the wind whispers in my ear
Ask for willow near the silver lake

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

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

The wise old tree, spoke to me and he said
Bring truth to the ones you trust
And make believe 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 king has
With tears in my eyes, I follow my
Now I am to be new

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

Green power light was flowing 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 white as I by
And now I why man can't bear to know the nature of the truth

And it stands, the only white willow tree
With golden and a sweet old voice
He me, hard as rock
And he told me, gaze at the

In the light I see, the only willow tree
I'm living on, the dream he with me
Sometimes I can see, the good old speaking tree
His voice like ambrosia's flowing in me