Luyện nghe bài hát Traiveller's Joy

I ken a she has nae name*
Nor that she will own to
She traivels than the swan
That builds its on Lochan Dhu

It's will ye bundle and ye go
And are ye awa tae me
It's ye bundle and will ye go
Or up the wi me

Let Inverara folk doon
sunshine tae the Shira
And gans mair braw in her
Than in aa their gear

Her sae rough wi weary work
The mair her face
As whiter blooms the thorn
Upon it's blackened

The that twines in yon broon hedge
Grows sweet for the
But I wouldna gie my joy
For the rose o

Wi doon eyes she'll pass us by
a word for ony
Just the little mountain road
As bleek and and bonny

I ken a lass she has nae
Ayeways awa tae us
She's gane aa through the mountain
Nae mair she says see us