Luyện nghe bài hát Sorrel

In a garden of the
He found her astray
She came to show him of her
That many don't see

Would you be taking in frail looking lady?
The sadness of her lone

Dressed in fire burning
The dweller on the lane
Sorrow was her feeling
For she could have no shame

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

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

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