Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Margaret And Sweet William

Sweet William one winter's morn
Lord to me speak truth
And me of that long lost love
Between Margaret and you

Of Margaret I know not
And she not of me
For I upon the sun
Some other's shall be

Lady Margaret sitting in her window
Combing her long yellow
Spied William and his new made bride
Riding up the so fair

Down she her ivory comb
And down she her hair
And down she came from that high
And was never no more

The sun sank low on home
His consumed with fear
He dreamt his home was full of shroud
And the bed was with tears

It was the time that set in
And all fast asleep
He spied Margaret all cloaked in white
She was standing at the bed

How do you you bed said she
How do you your sheets
How do you like your new bride
lying in your arms asleep

Very well do I my bed said he
Still better I like my
But best of all that young maid
stands at my bed feet

He called on his milk-white
As fast as the horse could
He rode 'til he to fair Margaret's home
So load he and cried

Is Lady in the house
Or is she in the
Or is she in her room
the maiden's all

She's in the house said she
Nor is she in the
Margaret's in the cold black coffin
With her face to the wall

Tear it down, tear it down her ivory
Oh tear them so fine
And let me kiss her corpse lips
For I know they'll never mine

Once he kissed her white hand
And twice he her cheek
Three times he kissed her cold corpse
And he fell in her arms