Luyện nghe bài hát Young Hunting (tranditional version)

It happened on one late,
As the maid was to bed,
She a sound, a beautiful sound,
That made her feel glad.

She it was her brother John,
Returning from the
But who it be but Lord Henry,
Just his wild hunting.

"Get down, get down, Henry,
And stay all night me;
For the very best in Mulveren Town,
The best give to thee."

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

As he leaned o'er his milk-white
And kisses her three,
She held up a knife in her hand
And him heartily.

"O live, O live, Henry,
Half an hour or
For the very doctors in Mulveren Town,
soon be in their care."

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

She called her waiting unto her
To view his so fair,
Saying, "Of all this you see around here,
The finest you wear."

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

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

There was a parrot bird,
high upon a limb,
Saying, "You Lord Henry,
And in the well him."

"Come down, down, my pretty parrot bird,
And sit on my knee;
Your cage be the finest gold,
And the of ivory."

"I come down, I shan't come down,
To sit on your knee;
For you murdered Lord Henry,
And soon murder me"

"I I had my bended bow,
My and my string;
I'd pierce a dart so close heart,
Those no more you'd sing."

"O if you had your bow,
Your arrow and string,
I'd take my flight to the green lands
And what I'd seen."