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 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 find journey
Through the dark you'll to travel on a field of green
Through time dark landscapes leave place
To of joy, bestowed to ancient oak woods

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

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

Searching for the answer that was to me
Then the full moon comes out and the wind in my ear
Ask for willow 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 world I had before was upon the lies
White willow me how to live my life with truth

And there it stands the only white willow
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 that you trust
And make them believe that I exist
So he closed his eyes and we traveled back

to my world, home I return
The cry out, the old king has died
With tears in my eyes, I my heritage
Now I am to be new

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

Green power light was flowing down my eyes like waters from the
White willow filled my heart 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 to know the nature of the truth

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

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