Luyện nghe bài hát The First Battle Of Moytara

They came here the sun was high.
The sea was to meet them.
From out of the above the hills.
Come a of godly men.

Borne on strong from the otherworld.
by magical mists-
The Tuatha De Danann in their-
Great magical ships.
Nuada, king of De,
his eager sharp eyes
Towards the of his ancestral home,
The valleys, The sea and the skies.

He was a giant mortal men,
A hero the immortals'
Who led his people{warriors
to the land of their fathers.

The Fir Bolg, Who were in Eireann the Tuatha De Danann.
Sent streng their mighty champian to parley with the king.
Breas was sent by Nuada to out his intent,
"I greet you as a brother", said "By Eochai I've been sent".

The terms of were laid, half of Eireann Breas asked,
The Fir said this can't be paid, the time of goodwill has now passed.
Both sides plans, they prepared their wells of healing,
Tribes and led by the chieftains and their kings.

The sun down on helmets, shields and swords,
Midsummers day-The two walked in haodes-
Towards Magh Nai-The Fir Bolg followed chietains,
And swept the Tuatha DE like waves crash on the beaches.

The of sword and shield, The splintering of bone,
The Fir Bolg not yield, Though they heard their people's moans.

The hillmen warriors, were forced back through the fight,
Followed by his bodyguard, The Dagda took their
But the ground was piled with the dead of the Tuatha De
All warriors fled to live and fight another day.

"We have been but tomorrows another day"
"Summon your courage. yourselves,
the Fir Bolg we slay"
Four days of battle came and many fine warriors fell,
Mothers their fighting sons-The wounded healed in wells.
lost his strong right arm, Now he will lose his throne,
The sons of Nuada killed Eochai, But they too overthrown.
led the Fir Bolg to the fort and met with the injured,
Nuada, Both men declared a truce and Eireann was divided.