Luyện nghe bài hát The Nightingale

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

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

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

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

All night, the bird 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 from his

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

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

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