Luyện nghe bài hát Young Hunting (tranditional version)

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

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

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

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

As he leaned o'er his steed
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 best doctors in Town,
soon be in their care."

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

She her waiting 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 prettier girl in the merry lands,
mourn for your return."

There was a parrot bird,
high 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 come down, I shan't come down,
To sit on right knee;
For you have murdered Henry,
And you'd murder me"

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

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