Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind that Shakes the Barley

I sat within a valley green, Sat there with my true
My heart strove to choose between, Me old and the new love
The old for her, the new that made, Me think on dearly
While soft the wind blew down the glade, And the golden barley

Twas hard the mournful words to frame, To the ties that bound us
But harder still to bear the shame, Of chains around us
And so I said, "The mountain glen, I'll seek at morning
And join the united men, While soft wind shook the barley

Twas sad I kissed away her tears, Her around me clinging
to my ears that fateful shot, Came out the wildwood ringing
The bullet pierced my true love's breast, In life's young spring so
And there upon my breast she died, While wind shook the barley

I bore her to mountain stream, And many's the summer blossom
I placed with branches soft and green, About her bosom
I wept and kissed her clay-cold corpse, Then rushed vale and valley
My vengeance on the foe to wreak, While wind shook the barley

Twas for blood without remorse, I took at Oulart Hollow
I placed my true clay-cold corpse, Where mine full soon may follow
Around her grave I wondered drear, Noon, and morning early
With aching heart e'er I hear, The wind that shakes the barley