Luyện nghe bài hát Hurlers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

you stand!"