Luyện nghe bài hát The Foggy Dew

As down the glen one morn
To a city fair I
There Armed of marching men
In passed me by

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

proudly high over Dublin Town
They hung out the of war
'Twas better to die an Irish sky
Than at or Sud El Bar

And the plains of Royal Meath
men came hurrying through
While Britannia's Huns, with long range guns
in through the foggy dew

'Twas Britannia our Wild Geese go
That small nations be free
But their lonely are by Sulva's waves
Or the shore of the Great Sea

Oh, had died by Pearse's side
Or fought with Cathal
Their names we will keep where the sleep
the shroud of the foggy dew

But the bravest fell, and the bell
Rang mournfully and
For who died that Easter tide
In the springing of the

And the world did gaze, in amaze
At fearless men, but few
Who bore the fight that light
shine through the foggy dew

Oh, through the glen I rode again
And my heart with grief was
For I parted with valiant men
Whom I shall see more

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