Luyện nghe bài hát Young Hunting (Traditional Version)

It happened on one late,
As the was going to bed,
She heard a sound, a sound,
That her heart feel glad.

She thought it was her John,
from the cane;
But who it be but Lord Henry,
Just from his hunting.

"Get down, get down, Henry,
And stay all night me;
For the very best lodging in Town,
The best I'll to thee."

"I won't get down, I get down,
To stay all night you;
For there's a prettier in the merry green lands,
That I love much better you."

As he leaned his milk-white steed
And kisses her three,
She up a knife in her right hand
And him heartily.

"O live, O live, Henry,
Half an or more;
For the very doctors in Mulveren Town,
You'll soon be in care."

"O live, O live, how can I live,
How can I you see,
l can feel my own heart's blood,
Come o'er my knee?"

She called her maids unto her
To his body so fair,
Saying, "Of all finery you see around here,
The you shall wear."

took him by his curly locks,
Some by his and feet,
And him in the cold, dark well,
was both cold and deep

"Lie there, lie there, Henry,
Till the rots off your bones!
That girl in the merry green lands,
Shall mourn for return."

There was a pretty bird,
Sitting upon a limb,
Saying, "You murdered Henry,
And in the well him."

"Come down, come down, my pretty bird,
And sit on my right
cage shall be the finest gold,
And the of ivory."

"I won't come down, I come down,
To sit on right knee;
For you have Lord Henry,
And soon you'd me"

"I wish I had my bow,
My arrow and my
I'd pierce a dart so your heart,
Those notes no you'd sing."

"O if you had bended bow,
Your and your string,
I'd my flight to the merry green lands
And tell I'd seen."