Luyện nghe bài hát The Nightingale

Love in a young man's heart,
He would her the moon and the stars,
And all the Treasures of the Pharaohs for a moment in her

To the Ball him she will go, if her brings a red, red rose,
But there is only a rose of in his garden green;
And calling up to the sky, the birds his lonely cry;

"Sing for her Nightingale, tell her of my love,
Bring for her Nightingale a red, red rose of love;

Said the to the Nightingale,
"Upon this thorn you impale your heart,
And then the blood turn this white rose red;"

All night, the little sang,
But in the she was gone,
And her on the ground lay a red, red rose;
When the boy found it there, joy came his despair;

"You for her, sweet Nightingale,
You her of my love,
You bring for her, Nightingale,
red, red rose of love;"

So he her the beautiful rose,
"To the Ball me you will go,"
"But no," she said, "I jewels instead,
Another has won my heart, and you,
Now I must part, so your foolish rose and go!"

Sing for her Nightingale,
from Heaven above,
Bring for her Nightingale,
The wisdom is love, the wisdom that is love.