Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Well, it was sunday, bloody sunday the shot the people there.
The cries of thirteen filled the free derry air.
Is there anyone you dare 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 to be majority, well, you know that it's a lie.
really a minority on this sweet emerald isle.
When stormont bans our marches, got a lot to learn,
Internment is no answer, it's mothers' turn to burn.

Sunday, bloody sunday, sunday's the day.

Hey! yeah!
Yeah!

Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody the day.

All you anglo pigs and scotties to colonise the north,
You wave your bloody union jacks and you know it's worth.
How dare you to ransom a people proud and free?
ireland to the irish, put the english back 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 bloody in the concentration camps.
Keep road free forever from the bloody british hands.
Repatriate to britain all of you who it home,
ireland to the irish not for london or for rome.

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