Luyện nghe bài hát White Willow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And it stands the only white willow tree
He embraced me and he told me to gaze at the

The old tree, twice 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 back home

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

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

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

And there it stands, the only willow tree
With golden leaves and a sweet old
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 he shared with me
Sometimes I can see, the good old speaking tree
His voice like ambrosia's deep in me