Luyện nghe bài hát Foggy Dew

'Twas the glen one Easter morn
To a city road I
When line of marching men
In passed me by
No pipe did hum no drum did sound its dread tattoo
But the Angelus bell and the liffey's swell rang out in the dew

Right proudly high o'er Dublin town, they out a flag of war
'Twas better to die an Irish sky then at Suvla or Sud el Bar
And from the plains of Royal strong men came a-hurrying through
While Britannia's with their long-range guns sailed in through the
dew

But the night fell black, the crack made "Prefidious Albion" reel
'Mid the leaden rain seven tongues of flame did o'er the lines of
steel.
By every a prayer was said that to Ireland her sons be true
And when morning broke still the war shook out it's folds in the
dew

But the bravest fell and the bell rang mournfully and clear
For those who at Eastertide at the sprining of the year.
The world did gaze with deep amaze at those fearless men and
Who bore the that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew

Oh back the glen, I rode again
My heart with was sore
For I parted then with men whom I never shall see more
To and fro in my dreams I go, I kneel, I pray for you
For Slavery fled o'er glorious when you fell in the foggy dew