Luyện nghe bài hát Galway Bay

If you ever go the sea to Ireland
Then at the closing of your day
You will sit and the moon rise over Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Bay

Just to hear the ripple of the trout stream
The in the meadow making hay
And to sit beside a turf in the cabin
And the barefoot gossoons at their play

For the breezes blowing the seas from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as bloom
And the women in the digging praties
Speak a language that the do not know

For the stranger came and to teach us their way
They scorned us just for being we are
But they might as well go chasing after
Or light a candle from a star

And if there's going to be a life
And somehow I am sure going to be
I will ask my God to let me make my
In that dear across the Irish sea