Luyện nghe bài hát I Mourn For The Highlands

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

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

Oh are the parents and bairns yonder rovin
The scene o' their gladness is far the main
No milk-maid now cheers at the gloaming
The no longer seen on the plain

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

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