Luyện nghe bài hát Ho! Mo Leannan

The women of Barra sing waulking song
in the course of a web of cloth:
"Ho, my sweetheart! Hey, my sweetheart!
Hey!, my is the new one!"
my sweetheart Gille Callum, "Steersman of the 'Oak' am I"
He, mo leannan, daring, climbeth to the mast top high
Running upsea to the windward, running down with a
Sweetheart mine, the youthful frolic, should I his love put by.
Ho! Mo leannan. He! Mo leannan. 'Se mo leannan am ur.
Sorrow them, those young sweethearts,
of them are shy and sly
Others come with clank and music, full of while we're nigh
I advise you, all lasses, keep three sweethearts in your eye
And if one of them forsake you, two for you still sigh.