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

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

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

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

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

Mor Tir Na N'Og

In the land of Visnech, the darkness never sinks
All will fall the southern steel, yet behind the burning fires
Now, we at the bleeding coast,
while women laugh with the Gailant

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, warrior fo

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