Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hugh

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

I too much wine
But it gives my brain
the meanderings
That root me from my

I stare out at the
a sweat-soaked bed
The lays plots in London
But she won't my head

The candle
The smell sweeps me
To the icy of Kinsale
The bodies black

and lightning protect Tirconaill
Fire and brimstone down on London
long remember Red Hugh O'Donnell
I could not that battle

I gave orders my horse
Wick low snows had
The toes my boots
a fever of anxiety

Racks my
All my dead
On icy roads
Oh, were I back in

I'd dive in Swilly's
Her crystal
Would soothe my
Dispatches from

He old and cautious
Our are deserting
My blade would rip their
If won't help

I'll return
O'Neill longs for an
What profit in a
With a queen break her word

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

I get back to Ulster
The is dead
There's at my door
They

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

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

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

I take my place
High of the Irish
Defender of my
O'Neill as my adviser

O'Byrne at my
I'll with justice
But now the is breaking
On foreign shore

I will arise and say my
Tomorrow I'll go