Luyện nghe bài hát Young Hunting (tranditional version)

It happened on one late,
As the was going to bed,
She heard a sound, a sound,
made her heart 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 lodging in Mulveren Town,
The best I'll to thee."

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

As he leaned o'er his steed
And kisses her three,
She up a knife in her right hand
And him heartily.

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

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

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

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

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

There was a parrot bird,
Sitting high a limb,
Saying, "You murdered Henry,
And in the threw him."

"Come down, down, my pretty parrot bird,
And sit on my right
Your cage shall be the 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 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 bended bow,
arrow and your string,
I'd take my flight to the merry green
And tell I'd seen."