Luyện nghe bài hát I Mourn For The Highlands

I mourn for the Highlands, now drear and
The lands of my the gallant and brave
To make room for the sportsmen, their lands all taken
And they had to seek out new far away

Oh on the tyrants who brought desolation
Who banished the brave and put in their place
Where once smiled the rank weeds in their station
And deer are preferred to the leal-hearted

Oh where are the and bairns yonder rovin
The scene o' their is far o'er the main
No blithe-hearted milk-maid now cheers at the
The no longer seen on the plain

But the lark is still soaring; she in her glory
With no one to listen her sweet lay
The clansmen are gone, but their deeds in story
Like chaff in the wind, they borne far away

this may actually be "The Highland Clearances" (which it's
about) from Wizard's So Many Partings -- but I only have it on
vinyl and my dead.