Luyện nghe bài hát The Unquiet Grave

The doth blow today my love,
A few drops the rain.
Never have i had but one love,
In cold she is lain.

I'll do as much for my love,
As any man may.
I'll sit and all on her grave,
A month and a day.

The twelve month and a day gone,
A voice spoke the deep.
"Who is it all on my grave.
And not let me sleep?"

Tis I Tis I thine own love,
Who site your grave,
For I crave one from your sweet lips,
And is all i seek.

"You crave one from my clay cold lips,
But my is earthy strong.
Had you one from my clay cold lips,
You're would not be long"

My time be long, my be short,
or today,
May God in heaven all my soul
But I'll you lips of clay.

See down in yonder green.
where we used to walk.
The flower that ever grew.
Is to the stalk.

The is withered dry sweetheart,
So will our decay.
So yourself content, my love,
'Til death you away