Luyện nghe bài hát The Bantry Girls Lament

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Who will plow the field now, and who sow the corn
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Who will the sheep now, and keep them neatly shorn
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The stack that's in the haggard, un-touched it may
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Since Johnny a-thrashing all in the wars of Spain

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Johnny, lovely Johnny, he's sailing the main
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A-long other patriots, to fight the King of Spain
And the girls from the in sorrow may re-tire
The and his bellows, (may) go home and blow the fire
At fairs and hurling matches, likes we seldom see
you come home a-gain to us, a-storeen oag mo cree
And a cruel fate will not permit our to re-turn
His loss, we Bantry girls will never cease to mourn
We re-sign ourselves to our sad lot, and die in and pain
Johnny died for freedom's sake in the lands of Spain

- Gaelic phrases are spelled
- Haggard: a threshing
- Ba/no/g: a green patch of (Ireland?)
- Mi/an harvest month
- Asto/iri/n o/g mo chroi: little treasure of my heart