Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm away, my own true love
I'm away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from the sea
From the place where be landing?
No, nothin' you can send me, my own true love
Is I'm wishin' to be ownin'
a-carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that ocean
Ah, but I just thought you want something fine
Made of silver or of
Either the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of
But if I had the stars of the darkest
Or the from the deepest ocean
I'd them all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I'm wishin' to be
I might be gone a long old time
And only this I'm askin'
Is there something I can you to remember me by?
To make your time more easy
Oh, how can, how can you ask me
It only brings me
The same thing I would want
I will again tomorrow
Oh, I got a letter on a day
It was her ship a-sailin'
Saying "I don't know I'll be comin' back again
It on how I'm feelin'"
If you, my love, must think way
And i'm your mind is a-roamin'
And i'm your heart is not with me
But with the country to where you're
So take heed, heed of the western winds
heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there's something you can send to me...
Spanish boots of Spanish