Luyện nghe bài hát The Boatman

How often haunting the hilltop
I the ocean, a sail to see
Will it come tonight, love, it come tomorrow
Or come, love, to comfort me

(chorus "the boatman" in gaelic):
O fare thee well, love, thou be

call thee fickle, they call thee false one
And to change me but all in vain
Thou art my yet throughout the dark night
And every moment I watch the

There's not a hamlet, too I know it,
Where you go or stay awhile
But all old folk you win with talking
And charm maidens with song and smile