Luyện nghe bài hát I Mourn For The Highlands

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

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

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

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

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