Luyện nghe bài hát White Willow

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

A will tell you to ride until
The on the trees from black color turn to green
There to find the oak woods I seek where the old oaks speak

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

Here I stand astonished by green, light of 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 acting with pure honesty
This is to face the truth, so here I go
Running the woods, I question every plant and every tree

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

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

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

The wise old tree, twice to me and he said
Bring truth to the ones you trust
And make them that I still exist
So he closed his and we traveled back 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 flames of ancient
White willow with his knowledge up my eyes
The vision of the world I had before was based upon the
White willow me how to live my life with truth

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

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

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