Luyện nghe bài hát Ho! Mo Leannan

The women of Barra sing this waulking
in the course of shrinking a web of
"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 with a sidelie
Sweetheart mine, the youthful frolic, hard I his love put by.
Ho! Mo leannan. He! Mo leannan. 'Se mo leannan am ur.
Sorrow take them, those sweethearts,
Some of are shy and sly
Others come with clank and music, full of luring while we're
I advise you, all young lasses, three sweethearts in your eye
And if one of them forsake you, two for you hopeful sigh.