Luyện nghe bài hát The Cruel Sister

A farmer in the North Country,
Hey ho, bonny-o,
He had one, two, three.
One was as as is the sun,
And coal grew another one.
A came riding to the farmer's door,
travelled far to be their wooer.
He courted one gloves and rings,
He loved the other all things.
Oh sister, you walk with me,
The they swim so bonny-o.
And see the sail on the sea?
And as passed the river's brim,
The pushed the youngest in.
she sank, sometimes she swam,
Crying, "Sister, reach to me hand!"
I'll you neither hand nor glove,
'Less you give me your own love.
The miller's daughter, in red,
Went for some to bake some bread.
Oh, Father, Father, here a swan,
The carries her body on.
They her on the bank to dry,
There a minstrel passing by.
He made pins of her fair,
And he made strings of her hair.
He a harp out of her breastbone,
The sound of which would a heart of stone.
He took it to her father's
The family assembled all.
He placed the upon a stone
And it to play alone.
The first string sang a doleful
The sister, she is drowned.
The second string the tried,
And seized the black-haired bride.
The third played beneath her bones,
And surely now her will flow.