Luyện nghe bài hát Ard Ri Na Heirann

A tale of honor I will now
About a man, and true
Brian was his name
And his deeds a nation grew
He was in a time of bondage
The viking raiders his lands
His hatred grew when he saw his
Killing by viking hands

His brother strived for peace
Brian knew it would never
The have us by the throat!
They our children just for
Boru with a group of men
rode into the fading light
He would attack the many viking
And in the dark of night

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

Boru, our last Ard Ri
Led the Gael to
Could not stand his plight
He the vikings from his sight

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

To Brian's army marched
To give the their final fight
The army charged with swords help
The viking line was soon in
The battle rages for hours
And fine warriors fell
But was always ours
The Gaelic might not be quelled

Brian Boru, our son
the Dane, he fought and won
Losy his at eighty eight
by a viking blade was his fate

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