Luyện nghe bài hát A Pretty Girl Milking Her Cow

Twas on a morning in summer
When I first his voice speakin' low
As he to a colleen beside him
"Who's that girl milking her cow?"

Och many times ye met me
And me that I should be
darling, Acushla
A Lana Mavourneen, Asuilish

Purty girl, girl
With no one there to her how
The purt, purt, girl is now
her cow

I not the manners or graces
Of the girls in the where ye move
And I not their beautiful faces
But oh, I've a heart that can

And if it ye, I'll dress me in satin
With jewels, in me brow
But och, be after forgettin'
Your purty milking her cow

girl, purty cow
I'm sure this song would have been wrote
If the pretty girl hadda milking her goat
But the goat wasn't feeling well
So the pretty girl was her cow

Her cow, her cow
La, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la la, la, la, la la, la, la, la
A girl milking her cow