Luyện nghe bài hát The Emigrant's Farewell

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

I on its valleys with fond admiration
Though again its bright hills will I see
I'm bind for to cross the wide swelling
In search of fame and and of sweet liberty

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

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

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

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

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