Luyện nghe bài hát Ard Ri Na Heirann

A of honor I will now tell
About a man, strong and
Boru was his name
And his deeds a nation grew
He was born in a of bondage
The viking raiders his lands
His grew when he saw his mother
Killing by viking hands

His brother strived for peace
knew it would never come
The have us by the throat!
They kill our children for
Boru with a group of men
They rode into the light
He would attack the viking camps
And vanish in the dark of

Boru, our beloved son
Fought the Dane, he and won
Losy his life at eighty
Death by a blade was his fate

Brian Boru, our Ard Ri
Led the to victory
Could not his countries plight
He removed the from his sight

Malachy, the king of Meath, with face to face
They agreed that Brian should take
The of the Gaelic race
had much word to do
To heal the wounds of reign
He planned a call to arms
To remove the of the Dane

To Brian's army marched
To the Dane their final fight
The army with swords help high
The line was soon in sight
The battle for many hours
And many fine warriors
But victory was always
The Gaelic could not be quelled

Brian Boru, our son
Fought the Dane, he and won
his life at eighty eight
Death by a viking blade was his

Boru, our last Ard Ri
Led the to victory
not stand his countries plight
He removed the from his sight