Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hugh

Another sleepless
On a foreign
Candle by my bed
Locks my door

I drink too wine
But it my brain relief
Stops the
That root me my sleep

I out at the night
From a bed
The lays plots in London
But she won't have my

The candle
The sweeps me back
To the icy of Kinsale
The burning black

Fire and lightning Tirconaill
Fire and brimstone rain down on
They'll long remember Red O'Donnell
I could not join that

I gave orders from my
Wick low snows had
The toes my boots
Still a fever of

my bones
All my friends
On icy roads
Oh, were I in Ulster

I'd in Swilly's foam
Her crystal
soothe my soul
Dispatches O'Neill

He old and cautious
Our allies are
My blade rip their stomachs
If Philip help

I'll alone
O'Neill for an armistice
What in a peace
a queen who'll break her word

I to God
That bitch will taste my
drag her red wig from her head
Pull out her tongue

I get back to Ulster
The is dead
footsteps at my door
They

I'm tormented by that
Who waits at in London
For word of my
Her hunt me everywhere

But I will not be
By any of her men
My head not grace London's spike
fight her to the end

Tonight I sup with James
An man is he
He's promised me ships of war
We'll sweep from her throne

I will my place
High of the Irish
of my faith
With O'Neill as my

O'Byrne at my
I'll rule with
But now the dawn is
On this shore

I will arise and say my
I'll go home