🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Hanging Tree - Blackmore's Night

 There have  many tales
 Tainted by truth  by time...
 
 Some choose to 
  it still
 Weaves webs  their minds....
 
 And it seems like she's  here forever
  branches as black as the seas
 She's been through  all
 By the  of the draw
 She became the old  tree...
 
 She  for nothing
 Except maybe
 A little 
 They  her strength
 To help them steal lives 
 
 And she  the sadness and sorrow
 To this  she still doesn't know why
  her heart broke
 When they came with the 
 To declare  the old hanging tree...
 
 Life  than fiction
 Can make  want to cry
  could never stop her
 From  for the sky...
  years have all past
 Lucky for us lucky for 
 Now, children  at her feet
 And  her arms she cradles birds...
 And it seems she's  here forever
 These days are the  that she's seen
 But somewhere in the 
 Of her 
 Is the 
 She  known as the old hanging tree...