Luyện nghe bài hát Dens of Yarrow

There were sons and two of them twins
There were sons in Yarrow
And they all did fight for their own love
In the dewy, dewy of Yarrow

Oh mother dear, I dreamed a
A dream of and sorrow
I I saw my own true love
In the dewy, dewy dens of

Oh daughter dear, I saw dream
Your dream of grief and
love today is laying slain
In the dewy, dewy dens of

She sought him up, she sought him
She him all through Yarrow
And she found him laying slain
In the dewy, dewy of Yarrow

Her hair, it was three long
And the of it was yellow
She wrapped it round his middle so
And carried him from Yarrow

Oh mother dear, make my bed
Come make it soft and
For my true love has tonight
In the dewy, dewy of Yarrow

She herself in clean white clothes
And away to the waters of
And she lay her sweet self down
And died on the of Yarrow