Luyện nghe bài hát Loch Lomond

Whither away, my bonnie, May
So and so far in the gloamin'
The mist gathers grey o'er muirland and
Oh! whither art thou roamin'

I trysted my ain love the night in the
My Ranald wha me sae dearly
For the morrow he marches for Edinburgh
To fecht for the and Prince Chairlie

Yet, why weep you sae, my bonnie, May
Your true love from battle
His darling claim at the height o' his fame
And change into her mourning

Oh! weel may I weep - in my sleep
We stood and bridegroom thegither
But his lips and his were as chilly as death
And his bluid was red on the heather

Oh, dauntless in battle as tender in
He'd ne'er a foot to the foeman
And never again frae the o' the slain
To Moira he'll come and Lomond

He'll the high road and I'll tak' the low
And I'll be in Heaven him
For my bed is in yon mossy graveyard
the hazels o' green Inverarnan

The thistle bloom, and the King hae his ain
And fond lovers in the gloamin'
But I and my true shall never meet again
By the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch