Luyện nghe bài hát Famine

Okay, I want to talk about
I want to talk about the 'Famine'
About the fact that there really was one
was no 'Famine'

See people were only allowed to eat potatoes
All of the food, meat, fish, vegetables
Were shipped out of the country under armed
To England while the Irish people

And then on the middle of all
They gave us money not to teach our Irish
And so we lost our
And this is what I think is still me

See, we're a child that's been battered
Has to drive itself out of it's head because it's
Still feels all the feelings
But they contact with the memory

And leads to massive self-destruction
Alcoholism, addiction
All desperate attempts at
And in it's worst form actual killing

And if there is gonna be healing
There has to be and then grieving
So there then can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and

All the people
Where do they all come

An army regulation
Says you mustn't kill more than ten of a nation
'Cause to do so permanent 'psychological damage'
It's not permanent but they didn't that

Anyway, the supposed 'Famine
We a lot more than ten percent of our nation
deaths on land or on ships of emigration
But finally broke us was not starvation
But it's use in the controlling of our

School go on 'Black '47'
On and on about Terrible Famine'
But what they say is in truth
There never was one

(Excuse me)
All the people
(I'm sorry, me)
Where do they all come

(That I can you in one word)
All the lonely
Where do they all

So let's a look, shall we?
The highest statistics of child in the EEC
And we say we're a country
But we've lost contact our history

See we used to God as a mother
We're suffering Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
at all our old men in the pubs
Look at all our young people on

We used to worship God as a
Now look at what we're doing to other
We've even made killers of
The most child-like trusting in the Universe

And this is wrong with us
Our history books the figures lied to us
I see the Irish as a race a child
That got itself bashed in the

And if there ever is be healing
has to be remembering and then grieving
So there, then can be forgiving
There has to be and understanding

All the lonely
Where do they all from
All the people
Where do they all come

We on the brink of a great achievement
In this Ireland there is no solution to be
To our disagreements by shooting each
There is no real here

We are all Irish in all our kinds of ways
We must not, now or in the future
anything to each other
Except tolerance, forbearance and neighborly

Because of our
Everyone knows how he is
And what God him to do