Luyện nghe bài hát Dens of Yarrow

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

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

Oh daughter dear, I saw dream
Your dream of and sorrow
Your today is laying slain
In the dewy, dewy of Yarrow

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

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

Oh mother dear, make my bed
Come make it and narrow
For my love has died tonight
In the dewy, dens of Yarrow

She dressed herself in clean white
And to the waters of Yarrow
And there she lay her sweet self
And died on the banks of