Luyện nghe bài hát Sorrel

In a garden of the
He found her astray
She to show him of her beauty
That many passersby see

you be taking in such frail looking lady?
The sadness of her display

Dressed in yellow burning
The corner dweller on the
Sorrow was her only
For she have no living shame

Take good and time to sow your own true seed
The end will bring your leaving

Then he for a long ways
And she was in his mind
he home to just a memory
For the she had died

Take good care and time to sow your own true
The end will bring your leaving