Luyện nghe bài hát Galway Bay

If you ever go across the seas to
maybe at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moonrise Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Bay

To hear again the ripple of the stream
The women in the making hay
To sit beside the turf fire in the
And watch the barefoot at their play

Oh. the breezes blowing o'er the sea Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as blow
And the women in the digging praties
a language that the strangers do not know

For the came and tried to teach us their ways
They scorned us just for what we are
But they as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a

And if there's going to be a hereafter
And somehow I am sure going to be
I ask my God to let me make my heaven
In that land beyond the Irish Sea