Luyện nghe bài hát Pearl

The dubberment dere of and dales
Of and water and wlonk plaines
in me bliss, abated my bales
Forbidden my stress, destroyed my
Down after a strem drightly hales
I bowed in bliss, my branes
The firre I folwed those floty
The strength of joye myn herte straines
As fortune fares ho fraines
Whether solace ho other elles sore
The wye to wham hir ho waines
to have ay more and more

More of wele was in wise
I couth telle thagh I tom hade
For erthly herte not suffise
To the dole of tho gladness glade
For thy I that paradise
Was there other gain tho bonkes
I hoped the water were a
Between by meres made
the brook, by slent other slade
I hoped mote inerked wore
Bot the water was depe, I dorst not
And ever me ay more and more

and more and yet well mare
Me liste to see the beyonde
For if hit was fair there I can
Well loveloker was the firre
Aboute me con I stote and
To finde a faste con I fonde
Bot wothes mo there ware
The I stalled by the stronde
And ever me thoght I shokle not
For wo there weles so winne
Thenne newe me com on honed
That meved my minde more and