Luyện nghe bài hát The Rising of The Moon

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

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

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

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