Luyện nghe bài hát Polly Von

I shall tell of a hunter, life was undone
By the cruel of evil at the setting of the sun
His arrow was loosed, and it flew through the
And his true love was slain as the shaft its mark

She'd her apron wrapped about her, and he her for a swan
And oh and alas, it twas she - Polly Von

He ran up beside her and it was she
He turned his head, for he could not bear to see
He lifted her up and she was dead
A fountain of tears for his true he shed

She'd her apron wrapped about her, and he her for a swan
And it's oh and alas, it she - Polly Von

He bore her away to his by the sea-
Crying "Father, oh, Father! I've poor Polly!
I've my fair love in the flower of her life!
I'd always intended she be my wife...

But she'd her apron about her, and I took her for a swan...
And oh and alas, it twas she... Polly Von!"

He roamed the place where his true love was slain
He wept bitter tears, but his were all in vain
As he on the lake, a swan glided by
And the sun sank in the gray of the sky

But she'd her apron wrapped her, and he took her for a swan
And it's oh and alas, it she - Polly Von