Luyện nghe bài hát The Isle Of Innisfree

Words and Dick Farrelly
Peter Maurice / EMI Music

I've met some folks who say that I'm a
And I've no there's truth in what they say
But sure a body's bound to be a
When all the he loves are far away.
And precious things are dreams an exile
They take him o'er the across the sea
Especially when it happens an exile
From that dear lovely of Innisfree.

And when the moonlight across the rooftops
Of great city wondrous tho' it be
I scarcely feel its or its laughter
I'm once again home in Innisfree.

I wander o'er green hills thro' dreamy
And find a peace no land could know
I hear the birds make music fit for
And watch the laughing as they flow.
And then a humble shack I wander
My dear old home, and tenderly
The folks I love around the turf gathered
On knees their rosary is told.

But dreams last
dreams are not forgotten
And soon I'm back to reality
But tho' paved the footways here with gold dust
I would choose the Isle of Innisfree.
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