Luyện nghe bài hát Loch Tay Boat Song

When I've my work of day, and I row my boat away
Doun the of Loch Tay as the evening sun is sinking,
Then I look Ben Lawers, where the after glories glow
I dream on two bright and the merry mouth below.

She's my nighean ruadh, she's my joy and sorrow too;
Though I own she is not true, ah, but I cannot without her.
For my heart's a boat in tow, and I'd give the world to
If she means to let me go, as I sing horo.

ruadh, your lovely hair is more beauteous I declare
Than all the tresses fair Killin to Aberfeldy.
Be they milk-white, gold, or brown, be they than the sloe,
They mean as much to me as a melting of snow.
And her dance is like the of the sunlight on the stream
And the songs the wee folk sing, the songs she sings at milking.
But my is full of woe, for last night she bade me go,
And the begin to flow, as I sing hori horo.