Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind That Shakes The Barley

I sat within the valley
I sat me my true love
My sad heart strove the two
The old love and the new

The old for her the new
made me think of Ireland dearly
While the soft wind blew the glade
And shook the golden

T'was hard, the woeful words to
To break the that bound us
And harder still to bear the
Of foreign chains us

And so I said the mountain
I'll meet at early
And I'll join the united men
While soft winds shook the

sad, I kissed away her tears
My arm 'round her flinging
When a foe, man's burst in our ears
From out the wild ringing

A bullet pierced my love's side
In young spring so early
And on my breast, in blood she
While soft winds shook the

But blood for blood remorse
I've taken at Oulart
I've lain my true clay-like corpse
Where I'll fall soon, follow

her grave I've wandered drear
In night and early
With breaking heart when I hear
The wind shakes the barley