Bài hát Roots of Oak Báo Lỗi

"Roots Of Oak"


Driving across the highlands

Of Scotland in our land rover


Shadow of cloud falls

And with it a chill

High o'er heather

Hawk hover the hill

Just begun is my journey

And Danu's my name

I am the juggler of fortune and fame


Let me not hear facts figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore legends and magic [x4]


Feathers of raven

Slithers of coal

Armour of silver

In the mackerel shoal

Sun in the west

T'is ruby blood red

Travelers a-weary

Do make their bed


Let me not hear facts figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore legends and magic [x4]