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

moonlight upon the
of men stretched by
their
by british crown they so,
swinging in the air
centuries of terror
of blood
the red ride the
countryside forceful rule
mothers bury and
daughters, into irish soil rot

in the of summer stars,
patriots do
saint patrick sheds a for
who will die
red eyes gleam, white twitch,
the devil a smile nearby
fog dresses at night,
and dusk brings escape
of wind from northern land
drive angels from homes
a of stars leads right
to own gates

followed by shadows,
our isn't safe
tyranny the friend to those
with evil in souls
prisoners will not amends,
for is fate
as coffins line streets the
still watch o'er
no savior to aid the saints
the funerals proceed
black mark the end of
english rule, of law

the queen has her eyes to
the torment of man
the queen will have a
grave for stealing irish
apparitions up from the mist
and on easter morn
from the sea the arise
and to the they storm
hail mary of grace,
rebel hearts won today
heaven's swing open wide
as enter free