Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Mary (Queen Of Scots)

My touch the solid stones
Strong and cold, they keep me home
like a wingless dove
Far from the land I love

Lonely days count years
I have cried a tears
All that I tried to
Is lost the was in vain

At Carberry hill I my crown
My fled, my luck went down
In hands I fell
18 years a hell

The Scottish belongs to me
Yet I'm bound, I flee
With iron claws England tight
All is lost, no chance to

Silence, silence

Cold are my reward
engulfs my soul
I've been true, I my heart
Stained tears I

I long to be again
To in peace again
Scotland cries, her queen is
Agony's her again