Luyện nghe bài hát The Rising Of The Moon

Now come tell me O'Farrell
me why you hurry so?
Hush a bhuachaill, and listen
And his cheeks were all

I have orders from the
Get you ready quick and
For the pikes must be
At the rising of the

The rising of the
The of the moon
The pikes must be
At the rising of the

And tell me Sean O'Farrell
Where the is to be
At the old by the river
Quite well to you and me

And by way of token
Whistle the marching tune
your pike upon your shoulder
At the of the moon

The of the moon
The rising of the
With pike upon your shoulder
At the rising of the

Out from many a mud wall
Eyes were through the night
Many a heart was beating
For the blessed light

Murmurs ran along the
Like the banshee's croon
And a thousand were flashing
At the of the moon

The of the moon
The of the moon
A thousand pikes were
At the of the moon

All along that river
A black of men was seen
And above their shining
Hung their own beloved

Death to every foe and
Whistle the marching tune
And hurrah, me boys for
'Tis the rising of the

The of the moon
The of the moon
And hurrah, me boys for
the rising of the moon

The of the moon
The of the moon
And hurrah, me for freedom
'Tis the of the moon