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 on Galway Bay.

Just to hear again the of the trout stream,
The in the meadows making hay
And to sit a turf fire in a cabin
And watch the barefoot at their play.

For the breezes o'er the sea to Ireland,
are by the heather as they blow.
And the women in the digging praties
Speak a language that the do no know.

For the strangers and tried to teach us their ways,
And scorned us for being what we are
But might as well be chasing after moonbeams
Or a penny candle from a star

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 dear across the Irish Sea.