Luyện nghe bài hát Standing Stones

In one of these lonely Isles
dwelled a maiden fair.
Her were red, her eyes were blue
She had yellow, hair.

Which caught the eye and then the
Of one who never be
A of so true a mind
Or a form as she.

Across the in Sandwick
Dwelled a youth she held most true,And ever her infancy
He had watched these so blue.

The land runs out to the sea a narrow neck of land -Where weird and grim the Standing Stones
In a where they stand.

One bonny Christmas Eve
They met at sad place.
With her heart in glee and the beams of
Were on her face
When her lover came and he her hand
And what loving words said
They talked of happy days,
As the stones they strayed.

They walked toward the stone
And through it passed hands.
They plighted a constant troth
by love's steadfast bands
He kissed his maid and then he her
That bridge go o'er.
For little, little did he
He wouldn't see his more.

Standing Stones of the Isles
out to sea
Standing Stones of the Orkney
Bring my to me.

He turned his face toward his
That he did never see
And you shall the story
As it was to me.

When a form upon him
a dagger gleaming bright
It his heart and his dying screams
Disturbed the night.

maid had nearly reached her home
When she was by a cry.
And she turned to around her
And her was standing by
His was pointing to the stars
And his gazed at the light.
And with a smiling
He from her sight.

She quickly and home she ran
Not a word of was said,
For well she knew at seeing his
her faithful love was dead.
And that day she pined away,
Not a smile on her face,
And with outstretched arms she to meet him
In a place.