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

My fingers touch the stones
Strong and cold, keep me from home
Imprisoned like a dove
Far from the land I love

Lonely days lonely years
I have cried a thousand
All that I tried to
Is lost the effort was in

At Carberry hill I my crown
My husband fled, my luck down
In England's hands I
18 years a hell

The crown belongs to me
Yet I'm bound, I cannot
With claws England holds tight
All is lost, no chance to

Silence, silence

Cold are my reward
Loneliness my soul
I've true, I gave my heart
Stained I cried

I long to be again
To walk in peace
Scotland cries, her is lost
her friend again