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 over Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Bay

To hear the ripple of the trout stream
The in the meadows making hay
To sit beside the turf in the cabin
And watch the goosoons at their play

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

For the strangers and tried to teach us their ways
They scorned us for being what we are
But they might as go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny from a star

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