Luyện nghe bài hát Thomas The Rhymer

True Thomas sat on Huntley
And he beheld a gay
A lady was brisk and bold
Come riding the ferny brae

Her was of the grass green silk
Her mantle of the velvet
At every lock of her mane
Hung fifty silver bells and

True Thomas, he off his cap
And bowed him low to his knee
All hail, mighty Queen of Heaven
Your like on earth I did see

No, no Thomas, she
That name does not to me
I am the of fair Elf land
And I have come to visit

You must go me Thomas, she said
True Thomas you must go me
And must serve me seven
Through or woe as chance may be

and carp, come along with me
Thomas the
Hark and carp, come with me
the rhymer

Hark and carp, come with me
Thomas the
Hark and carp, come with me
Thomas the

She turned about her milk white
And took up behind
And aye, whenever her rang
Her steed flew than the wind

For days and forty nights
They through red blood to the knee
And they saw sun nor moon
But heard the of the sea

And they rode on and on
Further and than the wind
Until they to a desert wide
And living was left behind

you see yon narrow, narrow road
So thick beset with thorns and
That is the road to
after it but few enquire

Don't you see yon broad, broad
That lies across the lily
That is the to wickedness
Though some call it the to heaven

Don't you see yon bonnie, road
That lies across the ferny
That is the road to fair Elf
Where you and I this night go

and carp, come along with me
Thomas the
Hark and carp, along with me
Thomas the

Hark and carp, along with me
the rhymer
Hark and carp, along with me
Thomas the

Hark and carp, come along me
Thomas the
Hark and carp, come with me
the rhymer

Hark and carp, come along me
the rhymer
Hark and carp, come along me
Thomas the

and carp, come along with me
Thomas the