Luyện nghe bài hát Brighidin Ban Mo Store

I am a minstrel man,
And Love my theme,
I've stray'd beside the Bann,
And eke the Shannon's
I've and play'd to wife and maid
By Barrow, Suir, and Nore,
But met a maiden yet
Like Ban Mo Store.

My girl hath ringlets and rare,
By Nature's fingers -
swan is not so fair
As her breast of
And when she moves, in sheen,
Beyond our door,
I'd scorn the high-born queen
For Ban Mo Store.

It is not that thy is sweet,
And soft thy voice of -
It is not that thou fleest to
My lone and long;
But that rest beneath thy breast,
A of purest core,
pulse is known to me alone,
My Ban Mo Store!