Luyện nghe bài hát The Moorlough Shore

The Moorlough Lyrics

Your hills and dales and flowery
that lie near the Shore.
Your vines that by borden's grove.
will I see you more

Where the blows
and the grows.
Where the and salmon play.

the line and hook, delight I took
to my youthful days.
Last night I to see my love,
and to hear what she say.

To see if she'd pity on me,
lest I go away.
She said, "I love Irish lad,
and he was my joy,
and ever I saw his face
loved that soldier boy."

Perhaps your lad is lost
sailing the sea of Maine.
Or he is gone with some other lover,
you may see him again.
Well if my lad is lost,
the one I do adore,
and seven years I wait for him
by the banks of the Shore.

to Sinclaire's castle grand.
Farewell to the hill.
where the linen like bleach-ed silk
and the stream runs still
Near there I spent my youthful
but alas they are not now
for has banished me
far away the Moorlough Shore.