🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Lady Of The Wood - Carved In Stone

 There was a maiden, young  sweet,
 Whose parents  her all alone;
 being one year old, she  laid
 down on a bed  cold, grey stone.
 How she survived  knew
  the wood was so dark and cold,
 but growing up she learned the 
 and got a heart, as pure as 
 
 And  time she ran through the meadows
 and everytime  sang a song,
 there was this silvery light all around 
 everywhere she came 
 
  did not fear the howling wolves,
 she  not fear the blackest night,
 they were the family  lost
 so she grew up in nature´s 
 The only  that frightened her
 was when she  the hunter´s shot,
 and every time this cruel  came
 there  a rain of tears and blood.
 
  every time she cried for the fallen
 and everytime he killed  deer,
 oh, how she cried her  bitter tears,
 everytime this man  near.
 
 So  did love and she did hate
  grew a woman, wise and old;
 she  life in a wonderland
 with so much  to behold.
 She knew the wood, she knew  wolves,
 she knew the deers, they all  one,
 they played  owls and unicorns,
 but then one  the girl was gone.
 
 And then it rained as if  was crying
 for the wood´s lady now  dead;
 so the  carried her to her meadows
 and in full bloom was  last bed.