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

 There was a maiden,  and sweet,
 Whose parents left  all alone;
 being one year  she was laid
 down on  bed of cold, grey stone.
 How she survived nobody 
 for the  was so dark and cold,
 but  up she learned the truth
 and got a heart,  pure as gold.
 
 And every  she ran through the meadows
 and everytime she sang  song,
 there was this silvery light all  her
 everywhere she  along.
 
  did not fear the howling wolves,
 she  not fear the blackest night,
  were the family she´d lost
 so she grew up in  might.
 The  thing that frightened her
 was when she  the hunter´s shot,
  every time this cruel man came
 there was a rain of tears and 
 
 And every time she cried for the 
 and everytime he killed  deer,
 oh, how she cried her  bitter tears,
 everytime this man was 
 
 So she did  and she did hate
 and grew  woman, wise and old;
  lived life in a wonderland
 with so  magic to behold.
 She knew the wood, she knew  wolves,
 she knew the deers, they all were 
 they played  owls and unicorns,
 but then  day the girl was gone.
 
  then it rained as if heaven was crying
  the wood´s lady now was dead;
 so the beasts  her to her meadows
 and in  bloom was her last bed.