Luyện nghe bài hát Polly Von

I shall of a hunter, whose life was undone
By the hand of evil at the setting of the sun
His arrow was loosed, and it flew the dark
And his love was slain as the shaft found its mark

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

He ran up her and found it was she
He turned away his head, for he could not to see
He lifted her up and found she was
A fountain of tears for his true love he

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

He bore her away to his home by the
Crying "Father, oh, Father! murdered poor Polly!
I've killed my fair in the flower of her life!
I'd always that she be my wife...

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

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

But her apron wrapped about her, and he took her for a swan
And oh and alas, it twas she - Polly Von