Luyện nghe bài hát The Seasons

Come all you lads and lasses, I'd you give attention
To these few I'm about to write here,
'Tis of the four of the year that I shall mention,
The beauty of all doth appear.
And now you are and all in your prosperity,
Come cheer up your hearts and like the spring
Join off in pairs the birds in February
That St. Day it forth do bring.

Then Spring, which all the land doth nourish;
The fields are to be decked with green,
The trees put forth their and the blossoms they do flourish,
And the tender of corn on the earth are to be seen.
Don't you see the little lambs by the a-playing?
The cuckoo is singing in the grove.
The flowers they are springing, the maids go a-Maying,
In love all seem now to move.

cometh Autumn with the sun so hot and piercing;
The goes forth with his dog and his gun
To fetch down the woodcock, the and the pheasant,
For health and for profit as as for fun.
Behold, with loaded the farmer is befriended,
They will fill up his casks that long laid dry.
All seems to weary now, her task is nearly ended,
And of the seasons will come by and by.

When comes on with song and tale we pass the wintry hours;
By up a cheerful heart we hope for better days.
We tend the cattle, sow the seed, give unto the ploughers,
patience wait till winter yields before the sun's fair rays.
And so the world goes round and round, and time and season
With pleasure and with profit the passage of the year,
And so through every time of life, to him who with reason,
The beauty of all things appear.