Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Hamilton

Mary
trad.
Word is to the gone and word is to the hall,
And word is up to Madam the Queen and is the worst of all.
That Mary born a child, to the highest Stuart of all.
"Arise,arise Mary Hamilton, Arise and to me,
What hast thou done with thy wee I heard and I saw weep by thee ?"
"I put him in a boat, and cast him out to sea,
he might sink or he might swim, but he'd never come back to me."
"Arise, Mary Hamilton, Arise and come with me;
There is a wedding in Glasgow town, this night go and see."
She put not on her of black nor her robes of brown.
But she put on her robes of white,to ride Glasgow town.
And as she rode into Glasgow town the for to see,
The baliff's and the provosts wife cried "ach and alas for thee."
"Ah you need not weep for me," she cried,"you need not for me.
For had I not slain my own wee babe night I would not die."
"Ah little did my mother when first she cradled me,
The lands I was to to and the death I was to die."
"Last night I washed the Queen's and put the gold in her hair,
And the only reward I for this is the gallows to be my share."
"Cast off,cast off my gown," she cried,"but let my be,
And tie a napkin 'round my gallows I would not see."
Then by and by came the King himself, up with a pitiful eye,
"Come down, come down Mary Hamilton, Tonight, you'll with me."
"Ah hold your tongue, my soverign leige, and let folly be;
For if you'd a to save my life, you'd never have shamed me here."
"Last night were four Marys,tonight there'll be but three.
There was Mary and Mary Seaton and Mary Carmichael and Me."