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 in the broom
My Ranald wha me sae dearly
For the morrow he for Edinburgh toon
To for the King and Prince Chairlie

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

Oh! weel may I - yestreen in my sleep
We stood bride and bridegroom
But his lips and his breath as chilly as death
And his heart's bluid was red on the

Oh, in battle as tender in love
He'd yield a foot to the foeman
And never frae the field o' the slain
To Moira he'll come and Lomond

He'll tak' the high and I'll tak' the low
And be in Heaven afore him
For my bed is prepared in yon mossy
'Mang the o' green Inverarnan

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