Luyện nghe bài hát The First Battle Of Moytara

They came here the sun was high.
The sea was calm to them.
From out of the wind the hills.
a fleet of godly men.

Borne on winds from the otherworld.
Shrouded by magical
The Tuatha De Danann came in
magical mystical ships.
Nuada, king of De,
Turned his eager sharp
Towards the of his ancestral home,
The valleys, The sea and the skies.

He was a giant mortal men,
A hero among the
Who led his strong}
to the land of their fathers.

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

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

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

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

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

"We been defeated but tomorrows another day"
"Summon courage. Prepare yourselves,
the Fir Bolg 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 right arm, Now he lose his throne,
The of Nuada killed Eochai, But they too were overthrown.
Streng led the Fir to the fort and met with the injured,
Nuada, men declared a truce and Eireann was fairly divided.