Luyện nghe bài hát The Rose of Tralee

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The pale moon was rising above the mountain,
The sun was declining beneath the sea;
When I with my love to the pure crystal fountain,
stands in the beautiful vale of tralee.
She was lovely and fair as the of the summer,
Yet 'twas not her beauty that won me;
Oh no, 'twas the truth in her eyes dawning,
That made me love mary, the of tralee.

The cool shades of evening their mantle spreading
And mary all sat listening to me;
The moon through the valley her rays were shining
When I won the of the rose of tralee.
She was lovely and fair as the of the summer,
Yet 'twas not her beauty alone won me;
Oh no, 'twas the truth in her ever dawning,
That made me mary, the rose of tralee.

On the far fields of india, mid war's thunder,
Her voice was a solace and to me,
But the cold hand of has now torn us asunder
I'm lonely tonight for my of tralee.
She was lovely and fair as the of the summer,
Yet not her beauty alone that won me;
Oh no, 'twas the truth in her ever dawning,
That made me mary, the rose of tralee.