Luyện nghe bài hát Great Selchie of Shule Skerry

In Norway, sits a maid
By lou, my baby, she
Little I my child's father
Or if land or sea he's in

Then there at her bed feet
And a grumbly
I'm it was he
Saying here am I thy child's
that I am not comely

I am a man the land
I am a in the sea
And I am in my own country
My dwellin' is in Skerry
And he hath a purse of gold
He hath put it upon her
Saying give to me my wee son
And take up thy nurse's fee

And it shall to pass
On a day
When the sun hot
On every
That I take my little wee son
And I'll teach him for to swim in the
And you will a gunner good
And a proud good I'm sure he'll bev And he'll go out on a May morning
And kill both my wee son and me

And lo, she did marry a good
And a proud good I'm sure it was he
And the very first shot ere he did shoot
He killed the son and the selchie