Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind That Shakes the Barley

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

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

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

But blood for blood remorse I've taken at Oulart Hollow
And my true love's clay cold corpse where I full soon may follow
As round her grave I wander drear, noon, and morning early
With breaking heart e'er I hear the wind that shakes the barley