Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Blows The Wind

Cold blows the over my true love
blows the drops of rain
I had but one true love
And in Cam Ville he was

I'll do as much for my love
As any young may
I'll sit and weep by his grave
For month and one day

But when twelve months come and gone
young man he arose
What you weep down by my grave
I can't take my

One kiss, one kiss of your lily lips
One is all I crave
One kiss, one kiss of your lily white
And return to your grave

My lips they are as cold as my
My breath is heavy and
If thou was to kiss my lily lips
Thy days would not be

Oh, don't you remember the grove
Where we used to
the finest flower of them all
Twill wither to a

Go fetch me a nun from the dungeon
And water from a
And milk from a maiden's breast
That babe were never

Go dig me a grave both long, and deep
As as you may
I'll lie down in it and take one
For twelve and one day

Cold the wind over my true love
Cold blows the of rain
I never had but one true
And in Cam he was slain

I'll do as for my true love
As any young may
I'll sit and weep by his grave
For month and one day