Luyện nghe bài hát The Twa Brothers

Two pretty boys goin' tae the school
And one evening coming
Says to John, Can you throw a stone
Or can you play at a ball, a ball, or can you play at a

John to William, I canna' throw a stone
Little can I at a ball
But if you'll go down to a green woods
I'll try you a wrestlin' fall, a fall, try you a wrestlin'

So they went down tae a green woods
Beneath the bough
The little penknife fell out of coat
And John his deadly wound, wound, and gave John his deadly

Ah, now you'll take off white Holland shirt
And teer it frae gore tae
And you will bind my deadly
That they might bleed no more, no more, that they might no

So he's off his white Holland shirt
And he's torn it gore tae gore
And though he's bound his deadly
Ah, they bled ten times more, more, they bled ten more

Ah but what shall I to your father dear
This night I go home
Tell him I'm away to a school
And a good I'll come home, home, a good scholar I'll come

Ah but what shall I to your sister dear
night when I go home
Tell her I'm to a London school
And the good books bring home, home, the good books I'll bring

Ah but what shall I tell to sweetheart dear
This night I go home
Tell her I'm and in the grave laid
And the is growin' green, green, the grass is growin' green

Ah but what shall I tell to your stepmother
This night when I go
her I'm dead and in the grave laid
For she prayed I might come home, home, she prayed I might
come home