Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Blows The Wind

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

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

But when twelve months come and gone
This man he arose
What makes you weep by my grave
I take my repose?

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

My lips they are as as my clay
My breath is and strong
If was to kiss my lily white lips
Thy would not be long

Oh, you remember the garden grove
Where we used to
Pluck the flower of them all
Twill to a stalk

Go fetch me a nun from the deep
And water a stone
And milk from a maiden's breast
That babe never known

Go dig me a grave long, wide 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 blows the of rain
I never had but one true
And in Cam he was slain

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