Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Nights in Eire

The first pub we could stagger to was twelve from the plane
A Virgin flight to town the day it didn't rain
The eyes of Ireland sparklin' blue and green
With hair as black as stout and barely seventeen

We're out on the cobble stones, whiskey drunk and high again
Liquored up and gearin' up for seven nights in

The corner booth is for the session to begin
It's quiet as a prayer till we all stumble in
And it's fifty happy voices mixed with whistles of tin
And a piper man is like the North Atlantic wind

And an Aran island is sawin' on the violin
I wonder she miss me after seven nights in Ireland

Well, it's Day in Galway and we watched the ponies run
Fifty against the odds and came in six to one
McSwiggin heard the race report, he us on in
So we drank whiskey with all our newfound friends

raised a glass to all of us and we all toasted them
Here's to Michael, Tom and Pat and seven nights in

Well, we all the girls goodbye and gathered in our gear
And when she walked me to the gate I I saw a tear
But then she looked into my eyes, I knew she my pain
And only I realized we were standin' in the rain

So our places at the pub and when the eyes are dry again
We'll back another day for seven nights in Ireland