Luyện nghe bài hát The Foggy Dew

I was down the one Easter morn
To a fair rode I
armed lines of marching men
In squadrons me by
No did hum, no battle drum did sound it's loud tattoo
But the Bells o'er the Liffey swells rang out in the foggy dew
Right high in Dublin town
they out a flag of war
'Twas to die 'neath that Irish sky
at Sulva or Sud el Bar
And from the of Royal Meath
Strong men hurrying through
While Brittania's huns with long range guns
in through the foggy dew
Their bravest fell and the requiem
Rang and clear
For those who died that in the
of the year
While the world did with deep amaze
At fearless men but few
Who bore the fight that light
Might shine the foggy dew
And back the glen
I rode
And my with grief was sore
For I parted with valiant men
Whom I shall see n'more
But to and fro in my I go
And I kneel and for you
For slavery oh glorious dead
When you in the foggy dew