Luyện nghe bài hát The Rising Of The Moon

Now come me Sean O'Farrell
Tell me why you so?
a bhuachaill, hush and listen
And his cheeks were all

I have orders the captain
Get you quick and soon
For the pikes must be
At the of the moon

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

And come tell me O'Farrell
Where the is to be
At the old spot by the
well known to you and me

And by way of signal
Whistle loud the marching
With your upon your shoulder
At the rising of the

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

Out from many a mud cabin
Eyes watching through the night
Many a manly heart was
For the blessed morning

Murmurs ran the valley
Like the lonely croon
And a thousand pikes were
At the rising of the

The of the moon
The rising of the
A thousand were flashing
At the of the moon

All along that singing
A black mass of men was
And above their shining
Hung their own beloved

Death to foe and traitor
Whistle the marching tune
And hurrah, me for freedom
the rising of the moon

The rising of the
The rising of the
And hurrah, me boys for
'Tis the rising of the

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