Luyện nghe bài hát Hurlers

Sunday morning, in the
Over worship we hurlers
mountains, valleys deep
Those are ringing around our feet

"Come! this morning" cried the priest,
"For all good are the Devil's feast!
He will curse you where you
his circle upon our land"

"Oh boys, come on make your choice."
He said "Oh, you hurler boys, come on, make your -
you stand!
you stand!"

Bold, and strong, we ran the day
'Til thunder in with silver rain
Through our fingers; our backs -
The curse was and we were trapped

"Oh boys, come on make your choice."
He said "Oh, you boys, come on, make your choice - Where you stand!
you stand!"

Tall, straight and stubborn, we the sky
That pierced us, our voices cried out
Bloody silver, our of stone,
We make no shadows, we stand

"Oh hurler boys, well on make your choice."
He said "Oh you boys, come on, make a choice
He said "Oh you hurler boys, on, make your choice,
He said "Oh you hurler boys, on, make your choice -
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

you stand!"