Luyện nghe bài hát The Woodwoman

Resting by my fire.Looking into its flames
My mind must have been somewhere
Far beyond plains
I am suddenly aware of a
Of staring at me
I urn and behold the most
thing I have seen
The woman in the glade
a shadow in the night
Points her wretched at me
a wretched smile
And she me in a voice
That sound as if it`s been so
Since she spoke,if I magic
Then I should along
I`m but a man.Mortal a man.
But she leaves no footprins in the
Still I follow on to she is going
For she has promised me if I follow on
She me to a part of these woods
Few ever seen
Where the sun won`t reach
Still the ground ominously
She she`s seen is coming
And tha she known where go
But I leave,she says
There is this one I should know
She offers me the
To take a wound
Every cu by or spear will be
by her tree-womb
This magic will remain until
Time for me to part with this mortal
And all she`ll is my young heart
I`m but a man.Mortal a man.
And I`ll all the help tha I can get
So I my heart to the woman of the dark
With or without it... my is not over yet
Wing of bat and eye
of a star fallen from the sky
Tears of a and the cum of a god
Thirteen drops of an blood
A twist of a spit and oil of the moon
for a while a very soon
A salve to be applied upon the
Close to where the heart beats
"No pains occur when hand is pushed into my flesh
She`ll slowly draw my heart out of my open chest
She`ll place my heart in the pit of the snake and behold the go by
Hers to keep from the moment when the has come for me to die"