Luyện nghe bài hát Pearl

The dere of down and dales
Of wode and water and wlonk
in me bliss, abated my bales
Forbidden my stress, my paines
Down after a that drightly hales
I bowed in bliss, my branes
The firre I folwed those vales
The strength of joye myn herte straines
As fares theras ho fraines
solace ho sende other elles sore
The wye to wham hir wille ho
Hittes to have ay and more

More of wele was in wise
I couth telle thagh I tom hade
For erthly herte not suffise
To the tenthe dole of tho gladness
For thy I thoght that
Was there other gain tho bonkes
I hoped the were a devise
Between by meres made
Beyonde the brook, by other slade
I hoped that mote wore
Bot the water was depe, I not wade
And me longed ay more and more

and more and yet well mare
Me to see the brook beyonde
For if hit was there I can fare
loveloker was the firre londe
Aboute me con I stote and
To finde a faste con I fonde
Bot wothes mo there ware
The firre I stalled by the
And me thoght I shokle not wonde
For wo there weles so winne
Thenne newe note me com on
That meved my minde and more