Luyện nghe bài hát Bael Na Mblath (Mouth Of Flowers)

moonlight upon the
gallows of men by
their
by british crown suffer so,
in the winter air
centuries of terror
of blood
the red through the
countryside bringing rule
mothers bury and
daughters, into irish they rot

in the of summer stars,
patriots do
saint patrick a tear for
who will die
red eyes gleam, white twitch,
the devil draws a smile
fog corpses at night,
and brings safe escape
slaves of from northern land
angels from their homes
a pilgrimage of stars right
to own gates

followed by shadows,
our homeland safe
tyranny the friend to those
with in their souls
will not make amends,
for bloodshed is
as coffins cobbled streets the
still watch o'er
no comes to aid the saints
the still proceed
clouds mark the end of
english rule, of law

the queen has her eyes to
the torment of man
the queen will a pauper's
grave for irish land
apparitions rise up the mist
and appear on easter
from the sea the arise
and to the they storm
mary full of grace,
rebel have won today
doors swing open wide
as terrorists free