CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : The Oaken Throne

Within the mist
The arms entwined
By moons enshrined
And softly kissed

The boughs so old
With leaves of gold
In autumns cloak
The endless oak

Deep within the forests heart
The oaken throne
An ancient soul, a wooden guard
The tree of old
Centuries have seen its rise
Years thousandfold
It reigns upright, without demise
The oaken throne

Roots that touch the fire
Of the earthen core
A crown that rose so tall
To where thе eagles soar
Seat of kings alonе
The oaken throne
Wisdom has been sown
The oaken throne