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 be revealed to you

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

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

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

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

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 fire in my heart was like the flames of ancient times
White with 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 there it stands the only white willow
He embraced me and he told me to at the stars

The old tree, twice spoke to me and he said
truth to the ones that you trust
And make them believe that I still
So he closed his and we traveled back home

to my world, home I return
The cry out, the old king 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 flames of ancient
willow with his knowledge opened up my eyes
The vision of the world I had before was based the lies
White willow taught me how to live my life truth

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

And there it stands, the white willow tree
golden leaves and a sweet old voice
He me, hard as rock
And he told me, at the stars

In the light I see, the only willow 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