Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind That Shakes the Barley

I sat the valley green, I sat me with my true love
My sad strove the two between, the old love and the new love
The old for her, the new that made me on Ireland dearly
While soft the blew down the glen and shook the golden barley

'Twas hard the woeful words to to break the ties that bound us
But harder still to bear the shame of chains around us
And so I said, "The mountain glen I'll seek at morning
And the bold united men, while soft winds shake the barley"

While sad I away her tears, my fond arms round her flinging
The foeman's shot on our ears from out the wildwood ringing
A bullet pierced my true love's side in life's spring so early
And on my breast in blood she died while soft shook the barley

But blood for without remorse I've taken at Oulart Hollow
And laid my true love's clay cold corpse I full soon may follow
As round her grave I drear, noon, night and morning early
With breaking heart when e'er I the wind that shakes the barley