Luyện nghe bài hát Mary of the Wild Moor

On a cold winter's
As the winds across the wild moor
Poor Mary wandering home with her child
'Til she came to her own father's

"Papa, oh Papa", she
Come down and the door
Or the child in my arms perish and die
From the winds that blow the wild moor

But the old man was to her cries
And not a sound of her voice did he
While the watchdog did and the village bell tolled
The blew across the wild moor

Oh, how the old man must have
When he came to the the next morn'
And he found Mary dead but the child yet
Clutched to his dead mother's breast

Now the old man in pined away
And the babe to its mother soon
And no one say has lived there to this day
And the cottage is to ruin

Now the point out the place
Where the ivy grows over the
Saying Mary died once a fair village bride
the winds that blew across the wild moor
From the winds that blew across the moor