Luyện nghe bài hát Galway Bay

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

to hear again the ripple of the trout stream,
The women in the making hay,
just to sit beside the fire in a cabin,
and watch the gosoons as they play.

ooooh......

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

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

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

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

oooooooh......

In my dear land across the sea.