Luyện nghe bài hát The Moorlough Shore

The Shore Lyrics

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

Where the blows
and the grows.
Where the trout and play.

With the line and hook, delight I
to my youthful days.
night I went to see my love,
and to hear she might say.

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

Perhaps your soldier lad is
over the sea of Maine.
Or perhaps he is gone with some lover,
you may see him again.
if my Irish lad is lost,
the one I do adore,
and seven I will wait for him
by the of the Moorlough 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 days
but alas they are not now
for has banished me
far away the Moorlough Shore.