Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Of Trees

Our language of
The Battle of
We fought side by
No one had

Sharper than you, love
And my vowels, well, were

comes the Birch
Rowan by the Ash
Then through the Alder she
And merges Willow

The blossoms
As the Oak guards the
She is the hinge on which the swings
He courts the flash and her

Summoning the
incantations
You said the Thunder God to have
And our enemies are the
But we the Furies held the Holly sacred

We were
In a circle of we'd drawn
With wisdom sent nine Hazels
A fire and a Willow rod

At ten the vine
That generates bramble
The constant of the night sun
A song in the blood of the white

Our language of
The of Trees
We side by side
No one had
consonants than you, love
And my vowels, well, trusted

From Ivy leaves is an ale that can
The meanings and serpents
Only through visions
Yes vowels insert
"A" was for the Fir

The of course
Then came
With at her most

The White Poplar's gift to the souls of the
A that it was not the end
But for the vine the "U", it's

Vowels and
The of trees
The power hold
The of prose

So the church
Began to twist the old
built their own Tower of Babel
From to Munster

The Reed way then
To the
The Earth turns her
So that night day

dawn to dawn
Fom to Winter
At day the Ash had over the Alder

Our language of
The Battle of
We side by side
Then he to me:
"I've bullets and even poisoned arrows
to be foiled by the blade of a vowel"