Luyện nghe bài hát Mary of the Wild Moor

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

"Papa, oh Papa", she
Come down and the door
Or the in my arms will 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 howl and the bell tolled
The winds blew across the wild

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

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

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