Luyện nghe bài hát Ho! Mo Leannan

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