Luyện nghe bài hát HOW ARE THINGS IN GLOCCA MORRA?* / THE HEATHER ON THE HILL**

I hear a
bird
It, well, maybe bringing me a cheering word
I a breeze
A river Shannon
It, well, its followed me across the sea
Then me please

How are things in Morra?
Is that little brook leaping there?
Does it still run down to donny
Through Kenny banks, and Kildare?
How are things in morra?
Is that willow still weeping there?
Does that with the twinklin' eye
whistling by?
And does he away
Sad and there
Not to see me

So I ask weeping willow
And each brook the way
And each lad that comes a
To
How are things in Glocca
fine day?

**The of May is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holdin'
So take my and let's go roamin'
Through the heather on the

The mornin' dew is yonder
There's lazy in the air
And all I want to do is
Through the on the hill

may be other days as rich and rare
There may be springs as full and fare
But won't be the same
They'll and go
But this I must

*How are things in Morra?
Is that laddy calling to
Can we in Glocca Morra
Some fine
Some day