Luyện nghe bài hát Mary of the Wild Moor

On a cold night
As the winds blew across the moor
Poor Mary came wandering with her child
'Til she to her own father's door

"Papa, oh Papa", she
Come and open the door
Or the child in my arms will and die
From the winds that blow across the wild

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

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

Now the old man in grief away
And the to its mother went soon
And no one they say has lived there to day
And the cottage is to ruin

Now the villagers point out the
Where the ivy grows the door
there Mary died once a fair village bride
From the winds that blew across the moor
From the winds that across the wild moor