Luyện nghe bài hát Brighidin Ban Mo Store

I am a minstrel man,
And my only theme,
stray'd beside the pleasant Bann,
And eke the stream;
I've pip'd and to wife and maid
By Barrow, Suir, and Nore,
But met a maiden yet
Brighidin Ban Mo Store.

My hath ringlets rich and rare,
By Nature's wove -
Loch-Carra's swan is not so
As her breast of
And she moves, in Sunday sheen,
our cottage door,
I'd scorn the Saxon queen
For Ban Mo Store.

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