Luyện nghe bài hát Traiveller's Joy

I ken a lass she has nae
Nor hame she will own to
She traivels lighter the swan
That its nest on Lochan Dhu

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

Let Inverara folk doon
She's tae the Shira
And mair braw in her apron
Than in aa their gear

Her sae rough wi weary work
The her face entrances
As whiter the April thorn
Upon it's branches

The flooer that twines in yon broon
Grows sweet for the
But I gie my traiveller's joy
For the o Inverara

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

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