Luyện nghe bài hát Fields of Glory

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I was born in a country where admire
Their great heroes and how they aspire
To stand upon and always be winners
And never less than their all

I once met an old man who me great stories
Of legends of old who played for the glory
Of lifting the cup in that moment of
These kept me enthralled

On the fields, the fields of
On the fields where become men
On the fields, the of glory
May the best win, win in the end

Supporting their team with a true of place
Are the handfuls of with pride on their faces
They come the townlands, the parrish, the village
Their banners proudly unfurl

An anthem of hope is the song they are
The whistle, it and the game, it begins
And the of the crowd echoes up to the heavens
It sends out a call

(Chorus)

I'm dreaming of in fine summer weather
A crowd of young lads playing football
All hoping someday the call they will answer
To play for the place were born

(Chorus)

I'm of Ireland in fine summer weather
A crowd of lads playing football together
The roar of the echoes up to the heavens
It out a clarion call
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