Luyện nghe bài hát Feis Mor Tir Na N'og (across The North Sea To Visnech)

Across the northern seas, we
The cold winds will arouse us
Spells from a woman have sent us to the of avagon
by our mother, we are
I am CuChulainn, the of Ulster
We'll the lands to discover the Tir Na N'og
The sea god guides our ship to
The storms push us to the of Visnech
Our swords fire are rising
Our axes with fire risen

The call from the silver horn to Visnech the air
Warriors the horn behind the western lands
Hoofs and steel past the cries beyond the thorned hills
Acknowledging the commands from the
Our play north to the path of Nite
And us upon the fortress walls where battles raged

Raise the hammer of Mjollnir
Your underworld of draws us through
Emer, thy woman, I shall sleep with you
I the naked skin of white

I your black hair, my woman divine
I see a holocaust in your
(You are my of live)
(You are my of life)

Mor Tir Na N'Og

In the of Visnech, the darkness never sinks away
All will fall upon the southern steel, yet the burning fires
Now, we bathe at the coast,
while women laugh with the knights

How sad is it to see my fallen halls?
Can I the pure blast from the frigid winds?
I the gods Epona, Cernunnos, and Lugh
Yes, I'm CuChulainn, warrior fo

In order to worship with fire and
The storms force us to the palace of Visnech
Cold, cold, how are the plains of Lugh?
You ask thy Emer to reply
We've found the last paradise
It remains in the light of Tir Na
With the hand of Ler, Sea god
We shall complete our excursion