Luyện nghe bài hát Galway Bay

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

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

ooooh......

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

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

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

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

oooooooh......

In my dear across the Irish sea.