Luyện nghe bài hát The Emigrant's Farewell

Farewell to old Ireland, the land of my
Which now and forever I am going to
Farewell to the shores the shamrock is growing
It's the bright spot of beauty and the of the brave

I think on its with fond admiration
Though never again its hills will I see
I'm bind for to cross the wide ocean
In search of and fortune and of sweet liberty

Our ship at the lies in Derry harbor
To bear us away across the wide sea
May be her companion and grant her fair breezes
Till we reach the green of America

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

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

Let's cheer up your spirits, you and you lasses
gold 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

We'll call for a bumper of ale, and brandy
We'll drink to the health of those far
Our hearts will all at the thought of old Ireland
When in the green fields of America