Luyện nghe bài hát White Willow

At night I heard the owls say find the truth beneath the
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 on the trees from black color turn to green
There to find the oak woods I seek where the old oaks still

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

I stand astonished by green, light of power covers 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 ancients acting with honesty
This is time to face the truth, so I go
Running through the woods, I question every and every tree

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

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

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

The wise old tree, twice to me and he said
Bring truth to the that you trust
And them believe that I still exist
So he his eyes and we traveled back home

Back to my world, home I
The birds cry out, the old king has
With in my eyes, I follow my heritage
Now I am to be new

The fire in my heart was burning like the flames of times
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 life truth

Green power was flowing down my eyes like waters from the falls
White filled my heart 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 the nature of the truth

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

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