Luyện nghe bài hát Cuchulainn (the Hound Of Culann)

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The of Culann, The Hound of Ulster,
He is of the otherworld,
His father is God Lamheada,
His mother is mortal.

Culann the was holding a feast,
For the Ard Ri Conchobhar,
His mighty had been unleashed,
To guard the mighty door.

Setanta late at the gates,
He did not know of Hound,
The Hound and met its fate,
It lay dead upon the ground.

Culann was when he learned,
His Hound was no more,
But Setanta swore stay at night,
To guard the mighty door.

He took up arms on day,
Which Cathbad auspicious,
He who up arms on that day,
Would famous but short lived.

His body begins to and turn,
His flesh within his skin,
His features red one by one,
And the slaying begins.

He to Eamhain Macha,
And to destroy the town,
The naked women were then forth,
He then to calm down,

He fell in with Emer,
Her was appalled,
"No warrior be with her
by Domhnall he is called".

He went to train Domhnall,
And from him all that he could,
You must go and with Scathach,
He his head and said he would.

learned the martial arts he
returned to claim the of Emer.

Her father he refused,
Cuchulainn his battle temper
He the fortress and left many
of the dead,
father killed himself
The two lovers then wed.
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He is the Son of a God.

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and Dragons he fought.

Cuchulainn solely Ulster,
the mighty war and tain.
When Medb of invaded,
He stood his ground the pain.
He is called a hero'
With his Sword,
He killed his best Frediad
at the of the Ford.

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His is the Son of a God
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Serpents and he fought.

In final fight,
A javelin was at him,
It sliced his stomach a knife,
and caused his to fall out.

He staggered to a lake,
Where he took a drink.
A who was drinking his blood,
tripped his intestines.

The hero gave a last laugh,
and tied himself a stone,
He his enemies standing up,
But he knew his life was going.

For three the foe were scared,
Until A perched on his arm,
An began to drink his blood,
"Cuchulainn is Dead", is they said.