Luyện nghe bài hát Siren

Haste not thine wisdom, for the is ta'en -
By whom, know I 'lack! am I of twain -
And as a - cede I my words -
Fro my heart wilt ne'er
Have I 'sooth sinsyne.
Be without - come!

Thine voice is oh so sweet, I thine pine,
for me:
Ryking for
"List and heed", say'st
Wistful, -
to lure.
to lure,
Skirl and skreigh, but for ears, aye, lown 'tis -
Dodge na 'way herefro, do come in eath!

lured by the scent of lote -
'Od! - the foetid - eft hie back I
For I did my soul atrounced,
How I wish for again,
O! do believe me, a frounce.
Will I thee it: Troth.

Thine voice is oh so sweet, I thine pine,
for me:
Ryking for
"List and heed", thou
Wistful, -
to lure.
to lure,
Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown -
na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!