Luyện nghe bài hát Coinleach Glas an Fhromhair

On the green of autumn
I saw you, my sweetheart.
were your feet in shoes
And wonderful your gait.
Your hair the of roses
And your ringlets plaited
Alas we're not married
Or on board sailing away

The boys around are
Laughing and bold
And the of the high straw?
Are making ? ? of my girl
If the of spain would
Go abroad with his men
I would flatten grass and grass
And I would be with my girl

Buying at the fair
If I were ? and my girl
Go and first love
we go over to gaoth-bearra
Until we separate each other
The tops of the branches and the
From the ?
That separate us
And it's folly for you to put it ? ?

I wrote a
To my sweetheart and a complaint
She sent it to me
her heart was inside me.
Compose the person ?
Finer than or bird feathers
Heavy is my
When I think of being apart her.

What I on sunday
As among the women
That she was going to be
To a man from the place.
Sweetheart take my
And this stay as you are
And tell anyone, my love,
you are my love.