Luyện nghe bài hát Kelly The Boy From Killanne

What's the news? the news? O my bold Shelmalier,
your long-barrelled gun, of the sea?
Say, wind from the sun blows his messenger here
a hymn of the dawn for the free?
"Goodly news, goodly news, do I bring, of Forth,
Goodly do I bring, Bargy man!
For the boys march at from the south to the north
Led by Kelly, the boy Killanne!"

Tell me who is the giant with the curling hair,
He who rides at the of the band?
Seven feet is his height, with some inches to
And he looks like a in command!
"Oh, me boys, that's the pride of the Shelmaliers,
"Mongst our of heroes, a man!
Fling your beavers aloft and three rousing cheers,
for John Kelly, the boy Killanne!"

Enniscorthy's in flames, and old is won,
And the tomorrow we cross.
On a hill o'er the we have planted a gun
That will the gateways to Ross!
All the Forth men and men march over the heath
With brave to lead on the van;
But the foremost of all in that gap of death
be Kelly, the boy from Killanne!

But the gold sun of freedom darkened at Ross
And it set by the red waves;
And poor Wexford, stript naked, hung on a cross
With her heart pierced by and slaves!
Glory O! O! to her brave sons who died
For the of long-down-trodden man!
O! to mount Leinster's own darling and pride:
Dauntless Kelly, the boy Killanne!