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

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

The call from the silver to Visnech splits the air
Warriors answered the horn behind the western
Hoofs and steel hammered past the beyond the thorned hills
the commands from the king
Our play lies north to the of Nite
And brings us upon the fortress walls where raged

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

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

Mor Tir Na N'Og

In the land of Visnech, the darkness sinks away
All will fall the southern steel, yet behind the burning fires
Now, we at the bleeding coast,
while women laugh the Gailant knights

How sad is it to see my father's halls?
Can I the pure blast from the frigid winds?
I awake the gods Epona, Cernunnos, and
Yes, I'm CuChulainn, fo Ulster

In to worship with fire and sword
The storms shall force us to the palace of
Cold, cold, how cold are the plains of
You ask thy Emer to reply
We've finally found the paradise
It in the light of Tir Na N'Og
With the of Ler, Irish Sea god
We shall complete our long