Luyện nghe bài hát The Loch Tay Boat Song

When I've done my of day
And I row my away
Doon the o' Loch Tay
As the light is fading
And I up on Ben Law'rs
Where the afterglory
And I think on two bright
And the melting mouth
my beauteous nighean rue
She's my joy, my too
And she is untrue
I cannot live without her
For my a boat in tow
And I'd give the to know
Why she to let me go
As I sing horee,
Nighean Ruadh, your lovely
Has more I declare
all the tresses rare
'Tween and Aberfeldy
Be they lint white, or gold
Be they blacker the sloe
They are worth no to me
Than the flake o' snow
Her eyes are like the
O' the sunlight on the
And the song the fairies
like songs she sings at milking
But my is full of woe
For last she bade me go
And the tears begin to
As I horee, horo.