Luyện nghe bài hát Ho! Mo Leannan

The women of Barra sing this song
in the course of a web of cloth:
"Ho, my sweetheart! Hey, my sweetheart!
Hey!, my is the new one!"
Cries my sweetheart Callum, "Steersman of the 'Oak' am I"
He, mo leannan, seaman daring, climbeth to the top high
Running upsea to the windward, running down with a
mine, the youthful frolic, hard should I his love put by.
Ho! Mo leannan. He! Mo leannan. 'Se mo leannan am ur.
take them, those young sweethearts,
Some of 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.