Luyện nghe bài hát The First Battle Of Moytara

They came when the sun was high.
The sea was calm to them.
out of the wind above the hills.
Come a of godly men.

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

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

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

The of battle were laid, half of Eireann Breas asked,
The Fir Bolg said can't be paid, the time of goodwill has now passed.
Both sides made plans, they prepared 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 Nai-The Fir Bolg followed their chietains,
And swept towards the Tuatha DE like crash on the beaches.

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

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

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