Luyện nghe bài hát Aisling

See the moon is once rising
our our land of black and green
Hear the rebels is calling
I not die, though you bury me

Hear the aunt in bed a
is my Johnny?
Faded pictures in the
Which one of brown ghosts is he?

thee well my black haired diamond
Fare the my own Aisling
Thoughts of and dreams of you will me
'Till I come home again

And the wind it blows, to the and south
And blows to the east and
I'll be just like that wind my
For I will no rest, 'til I return to thee

the wind that shakes the barley
Curse the and curse the plough
Waking in the morning
I to hell, I was with you now

One, two, three, four poles
Give me a of poitin'
Madness from the crawling
When I met you my own Aisling

thee well my black haired diamond
Fare the my own Aisling
Thoughts of and dreams of you will me
I come back home again

Fare well my black haired diamond
Fare the well my own
of and dreams of you will haunt me
Till I back home again