Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Well, it was sunday, sunday when the shot the people there.
The cries of thirteen martyrs filled the free air.
Is there anyone amongst you to blame it on the kids?
Not a soldier boy was when they nailed the coffin lids!

Sunday, sunday, bloody sunday's the day.

Well, you claim to be majority, well, you that it's a lie.
You're really a minority on this sweet isle.
When bans our marches, they've got a lot to learn,
Internment is no answer, it's mothers' turn to burn.

Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody the day.

Hey! yeah!
Yeah!

Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody the day.

All you anglo pigs and sent to colonise the north,
You wave your bloody union and you know what it's worth.
How dare you hold to ransom a people and free?
Keep ireland to the irish, put the english to sea!

Sunday, bloody sunday, sunday's the day.

Hey, hey, hey!
Alright!
Ooh -
Yeah!

Sunday, sunday, bloody sunday's the day.

Well, it's always sunday in the concentration camps.
Keep falls road free forever from the bloody hands.
to britain all of you who call it home,
Leave ireland to the not for london or for rome.

Sunday, sunday, bloody sunday's the day.
Sunday, sunday, bloody sunday's the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody the day.
Sunday, sunday, bloody sunday's the day.

Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, sunday's the day.
Sunday, sunday.