Luyện nghe bài hát Galway Bay

If you go across the sea to Ireland,
then maybe at the of your day,
you can sit and watch the moon over Claddagh,
and see the sun go on Galway Bay.

Just to again the ripple of the trout stream,
The in the meadow making hay,
to sit beside the turf fire in a cabin,
and the barefoot gosoons as they play.

ooooh......

For the breezes o'er the sea's from Ireland,
Are perfumed by the as they blow,
And the women in the uplands praties,
Speak a language that the do not know.

Yet the strangers and tried to teach us their ways,
And scorned us just for being what we are,
But they as well go chasin after moon beams,
or light a candle from a star.

And if there's gonna be a here after,
And faith somehow I'm sure gonna be,
I ask my God to let me make my Heaven,
In that land across the Irish sea.

I will ask my God to let me my Heaven,
In my dear land across the sea.

oooooooh......

In my dear land the Irish sea.