Luyện nghe bài hát The Heilan' Man

10 thousand sodjers,
tae the heilans they North,
and they had millions,
fae the tae the Forth,
they landed near Lomond,
for the night they they'd lie,
but fae on the Cobbler hill,
they heard this cry.

Grigalai! Grigaloo!
up and fight,
ya crew,
have you for my pot of stew,
Yer tae fight wi' me!

On top was a great big man,
a kilt and a big claymore,
he a bit ferocious,
so sent up four,
he sat doon tae supper,
wi' the light o' the Moon,
but he his taste for vino,
when four heids rollin' doon.

Then he up Marc Anthony,
another fifty-five,
"Go that rascal's heid tae me,
or ah'll have ye alive",
they the clash o' metal then,
until the was done,
but then came this terrible cry,
with the o' the Sun.

Then he sent up a men,
this man to crack,
but oot o' a' thousand,
was only one came back,
"Oh Caesar," the sodjer,
wi' his and black and blue,
"that rascal has been us,
there's no' one, there's two!"

Then Caesar picked his up,
and he ran then,
he was doin' miles an hour,
but he couldnae his men,
but now maybe wonder,
why I've this tale at all,
it has a simple moral,
and call it Hadrian's Wall.