Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Rosamund Clifford

FAIR CLIFFORD
I have a sister, young Clifford, he
A no man knows
She a color in her cheek
Like drops of in snow
Like drops of blood in
She a waist, a waist, a waist
my silver cane
And I would not for ten worlds
Have King Henry know her
Have King Henry her name
Henry was in his bower
Hidden close and
And every word young spoke
He wrote in a bill
He wrote in a bill
Now the fair line she looked on
She did to smile
And the next fair line she on
the tears did fall (2x)
Cursed be my brother
Oh may he be
Why don't he on his hawks and hounds
But he dote on me (2x)
see also
Rosamund Clifford became II mistress
recorded by Ewan MacColl and Peggy
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