Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Hamilton

Mary
trad.
Word is to the kitchen gone and is to the hall,
And is up to Madam the Queen and that is the worst of all.
That Mary born a child, to the highest Stuart of all.
"Arise,arise Hamilton, Arise and tell to me,
What thou done with thy wee baby I heard and I saw weep by thee ?"
"I put him in a tiny boat, and him out to sea,
That he might sink or he might swim, but he'd never back to me."
"Arise, arise Hamilton, Arise and come with me;
There is a wedding in Glasgow town, this night go and see."
She put not on her of black nor her robes of brown.
But she put on her robes of white,to ride into town.
And as she rode into Glasgow town the for to see,
The wife and the provosts wife cried "ach and alas for thee."
"Ah you not weep for me," she cried,"you need not weep for me.
For had I not my own wee babe this night I would not die."
"Ah little did my mother think first she cradled me,
The lands I was to travel to and the I was to die."
"Last night I washed the feet and put the gold in her hair,
And the only I find for this is the gallows to be my share."
"Cast off,cast off my gown," she cried,"but let my be,
And tie a napkin 'round my face;The gallows I not see."
by and by came the King himself, looked up with a pitiful eye,
"Come down, come down Mary Hamilton, Tonight, dine with me."
"Ah hold your tongue, my leige, and let your folly be;
For if you'd a mind to save my life, you'd never shamed me here."
"Last there were four Marys,tonight there'll be but three.
There was Mary Beaton and Mary and Mary Carmichael and Me."