Luyện nghe bài hát The Foggy Dew

As down the glen one Easter
To a city rode I
There lines of marching men
In passed me by

No did hum nor battle drum
Did sound dread tattoo
But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey
Rang out the foggy dew

Right high over Dublin Town
hung out the flag of war
'Twas better to die 'neath an sky
at Sulva or Sud El Bar

And the plains of Royal Meath
Strong men came through
While Huns, with their long range guns
in through the foggy dew

'Twas Britannia bade our Wild go
That small might be free
But their lonely graves are by waves
Or the shore of the North Sea

Oh, had they by Pearse's side
Or fought with Cathal
names we will keep where the fenians sleep
'Neath the shroud of the dew

But the fell, and the requiem bell
Rang and clear
For who died that Easter tide
In the of the year

And the did gaze, in deep amaze
At those men, but few
Who the fight that freedom's light
shine through the foggy dew

Oh, back through the glen I again
And my heart grief was sore
For I then with valiant men
I never shall see more

But to and fro in my I go
And I'd kneel and for you
For slavery fled, O dead
When you fell in the dew