Luyện nghe bài hát Famine

Okay, I to talk about Ireland
Specifically I want to talk the 'Famine'
About the fact there never really was one
was no 'Famine'

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

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

See, we're like a that's been battered
Has to itself out of it's head because it's frightened
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 worst form becomes actual killing

And if there ever is be healing
There has to be remembering and grieving
So that there then can be
There has to be knowledge and

All the lonely
do they all come from?

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

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

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

(Excuse me)
All the lonely
(I'm sorry, me)
Where do they all from

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

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

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

We used to God as a mother
Now look at what we're doing to each
We've even made of ourselves
The most child-like trusting people in the

And this is what's with us
Our history the parent figures lied to us
I see the Irish as a race like a
got itself bashed in the face

And if there ever is be healing
There has to be remembering and 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 Ireland there is no solution to be found
To our disagreements by each other
is no real invader here

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

Because of our
here knows how he is
And God expects him to do