Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind That Shakes the Barley

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

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

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

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