Luyện nghe bài hát The Emigrant's Farewell

Farewell to old Ireland, the land of my
Which now and I am going to leave
Farewell to the shores where the shamrock is
the bright spot of beauty and the home of the brave

I think on its valleys with fond
never again its bright hills will I see
I'm bind for to cross the wide swelling
In of fame and fortune and of sweet liberty

Our ship at the present lies in Derry
To us away across the wide swelling sea
May heaven be her and grant her fair breezes
Till we the green fields of America

It's hard to be forced the land that we live in
Our houses and farms, all for to sell
To along among Indians and strangers
To find some spot where our children might dwell

Our artists, our farmers, our are leaving
To seek for employment far the sea
Where they'll get riches with care and with industry
There's nothing but hardship at home if you

Let's cheer up your spirits, you and you lasses
There's for the digging and lots of it too
A health to the that has courage to ramble
Bad luck to the lad or the lass would rue

call for a bumper of ale, wine and brandy
We'll to the health of those far away
Our hearts will all warm at the thought of old
When we're in the green of America