Luyện nghe bài hát Young Hunting (tranditional version)

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

She it was her brother John,
Returning the cane;
But who should it be but Henry,
from his wild hunting.

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

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

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

"O live, O live, Henry,
Half an or more;
For the very best doctors in 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,
trinkling o'er my knee?"

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

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

"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,
Sitting upon a limb,
Saying, "You murdered Henry,
And in the threw him."

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

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

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

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