Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Blows The Wind

Cold blows the wind over my true
Cold blows the drops of
I never had but one true
And in Cam Ville he was

I'll do as much for my love
As any girl may
I'll sit and weep by his grave
For month and one day

But when months were come and gone
young man he arose
What makes you weep down by my
I take my repose?

One kiss, one kiss of your lily white
One kiss is all I
One kiss, one of your lily white lips
And return to your grave

My lips are as cold as my clay
My breath is heavy and
If thou was to kiss my white lips
Thy days not be long

Oh, don't you the garden grove
Where we used to
Pluck the finest of them all
Twill wither to a

Go fetch me a nun the dungeon deep
And from a stone
And white from a maiden's breast
babe were never known

Go dig me a grave both long, and deep
As as you may
lie down in it and take one sleep
For month and one day

Cold blows the over my true love
Cold the drops of rain
I never had but one love
And in Cam Ville he was

do as much for my true love
As any girl may
I'll sit and weep by his grave
For month and one day