Luyện nghe bài hát White Willow

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

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

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

I stand astonished by green, light 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
through the woods, I question every plant and every tree

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

The fire in my heart was burning like the flames of ancient
White willow with his knowledge 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 the only white willow tree
He embraced me and he told me to gaze at the

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

Back to my world, I return
The cry out, the old king has died
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 opened up my eyes
The of the world I had before was based upon the lies
White willow taught me how to live my life truth

Green power light was flowing down my like waters from the falls
White willow filled my with lore, I now recall, recall
The black 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 there it stands, the only willow tree
With leaves and a sweet old voice
He embraced me, as rock
And he me, gaze at the stars

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