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

I hear a
Londonderry
It, well, maybe he's bringing me a word
I hear a
A Shannon breeze
It, well, maybe its me across the sea
tell me please

How are things in Glocca
Is that little still leaping there?
Does it still run down to donny
Through Kenny banks, Kilcarrey and
How are things in morra?
Is that willow tree still weeping
Does that laddy with the eye
whistling by?
And does he away
Sad and dreamy
Not to see me

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

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

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

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

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