Luyện nghe bài hát Traiveller's Joy

I ken a lass she has nae
Nor hame that she own to
She traivels than the swan
That its nest on Lochan Dhu

It's ye bundle and will ye go
And are ye awa tae me
will ye bundle and will ye go
Or up the wi me

Let Inverara folk doon
sunshine tae the Shira
And gans mair braw in her
Than they in aa their

Her hands sae rough wi weary
The her face entrances
As whiter blooms the April
Upon blackened branches

The flooer that twines in yon hedge
Grows sweet for the
But I wouldna gie my joy
For the o Inverara

Wi doon eyes she'll pass us by
a word for ony
Just like the little road
As bleek and and bonny

I ken a lass she has nae
awa tae leave us
She's aa through the mountain range
Nae mair she she'll see us