Luyện nghe bài hát The Rising of The Moon

Ahh, then tell me O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so
Hush me buachaill, hush and and his eyes were all a glow
I bear orders from the captain, get you quick and soon
For the must be together at the rising of the moon

Ahh, then tell me Sean where the gatherin' is to be
In the old spot by the river, well known to you and me
One more word, a signal token, whistle out the tune
With your pike upon your shoulder at the rising of the

There beside the singing that dark mass of men were seen
Far above their weapons hung their own immortal green
Death to every foe and traitor, strike the marching tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the

How well they for poor old Ireland and for bitter was their fate
Oh, what pride and sorrow fills the name of 98
Yet thank God hearts are beating, each man bears a burning loom
We would follow in their footsteps at the of the moon