Luyện nghe bài hát The Bonny Bunch of Roses

By the margin of the
One evening in the month of june
The pleasant singing
His charming to tune
Then I saw a
All in grief and woe
Conversing young bonaparte
Concerning the bunch of roses, oh

And then up and spoke the young
And he took hold of his mother's
Oh mother dear be
And soon I will take
I'll raise a army
And through tremendous go
And in of all of the universe
I'll the bonny bunch of roses, oh

And when first you saw the napoleon
You fell down on your bended
And you asked your life of him
And he's it most manfully
Then he an army
And over the alps did go
He said I'll moscow
And come for the bonny bunch of roses, oh

And so he's took three hundred fighting men
And likewise for to join his throng
He was as provided for
to take the whole world along
But when he to moscow
All by driving snow
And moscow was
And he lost the bunch of roses-o

Oh my son don't so venturesome
For she has a heart of oak
And and ireland and scotland
Their unity has never broke
So son on your father
In st.helena, his body it low
And you will follow
of the bonny bunch of roses, oh

And it's to my mother forever
For I am on my bed
Had I lived I might been clever
But now I bow my youthful
And while our do molder
And weeping willows us do grow
The deeds of napoleon
Will sting the bonny of roses-o