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

I hear a
bird
It, well, maybe he's bringing me a cheering
I a breeze
A river Shannon
It, well, its followed me across the sea
tell me please

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

So I ask each willow
And brook along the way
And lad that comes a whistling
To
How are things in Morra
This fine

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

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

There may be other days as and rare
There may be springs as full and fare
But they be the same
come and go
But this I know

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