Luyện nghe bài hát The Foggy Dew

I was down the glen one Easter
To a fair rode I
armed lines of marching men
In squadrons me by
No pipe did hum, no battle did sound it's loud tattoo
But the Angelus Bells o'er the Liffey rang out in the foggy dew
Right proudly high in town
Hung out a flag of war
better to die 'neath that Irish sky
Than at or Sud el Bar
And from the of Royal Meath
Strong men came through
While Brittania's huns with their range guns
in through the foggy dew
Their bravest fell and the bell
Rang mournfully and
For who died that Eastertide in the
Springing of the
While the world did with deep amaze
At those men but few
Who the fight that freedom's light
Might through the foggy dew
And back the glen
I again
And my heart grief was sore
For I parted then valiant men
Whom I shall see n'more
But to and fro in my I go
And I kneel and for you
For fled oh glorious dead
you fell in the foggy dew