Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Blows The Wind

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

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

But when months were come and gone
This young man he
What makes you weep down by my
I take my repose?

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

My lips they are as as my clay
My is heavy and strong
If was to kiss my lily white lips
Thy days would not be

Oh, you remember the garden grove
Where we used to
Pluck the finest flower of all
Twill to a stalk

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

Go dig me a grave both long, wide and
As as you may
I'll lie down in it and one sleep
For month and one day

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

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