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

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

How are things in Morra?
Is that little still leaping there?
Does it still run down to cove
Through Kenny banks, and Kildare?
How are things in morra?
Is that willow tree weeping there?
that laddy with the twinklin' eye
Come by?
And does he walk
Sad and dreamy
Not to see me

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

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

The mornin' dew is blinking
lazy music in the air
And all I want to do is
the heather on the hill

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

are things in Glocca Morra?
Is laddy calling to relay?
Can we meet in Glocca
fine day?
Some day