Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Randal

"O ha you been, Lord Randal, my son?
And ha you been, my handsome young man?"
"I ha been at the mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wi hunting, and fain wad lie down."

"An wha met ye there, Randal, my son?
And wha met ye there, my handsome man?"
"O I met wi my mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wi huntin, and fain wad lie down."

"And what did she give you, Randal, my son?
And wha did she you, my handsome young man?"
"Eels in a pan; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wi huntin, and fein wad lie down."

"And what gat your leavins, Lord Randal my
And wha gat your leavins, my handsome man?"
"My hawks and my mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and wad lie down."

"And becam of them, Lord Randal, my son?
And becam of them, my handsome young man?"
"They stretched their legs out and mother mak my bed soon,
For I'm wi huntin, and fain wad lie down."

"O I fear you are poisoned, Randal, my son!
I fear you are poisoned, my young man!"
"O yes, I am mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm at the heart, and fain wad lie down."

"What d'ye leave to your mother, Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your mother, my handsome man?"
"Four and twenty milk mother, make my bed soon,
For I'm at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."

"What leave to your sister, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your sister, my young man?"
"My gold and my mother mak my bed soon,
For I'm at the heart, an I fain wad lie down."

"What d'ye to your brother, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your brother, my young man?"
"My houses and my mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and I wad lie down."

"What d'ye leave to your true-love, Randal, my son?
d'ye leave to your true-love, my handsome young man?"
"I her hell and fire; mother mak my bed soon,
For I'm at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."