Luyện nghe bài hát They Wounded Old Ireland

Come gather you freeborn men
And your chairs to mine.
And I'll you of my country,
you might understand.
And of the armies,
That in for to stay.
Oh that night wounded Old Ireland,
And she's to this day.

dogs of war were loosed to run
And the rebels down
They to rule this land by fear
And hold it for the
But a mighty thought was in Men
When they killed James
Oh that night they Old Ireland
And she's bleeding to day.

The lies like an open wound
That only can heal
For bitterness and
They will close the weal
The mean of vision a dream
Which the men stole away
Ah that night they wounded old
And she's to this day.

My heart it holds a vision
That thousands can see
Of free from hatred
And and bigotry
Where to Irishman
Can in friends a hand
If we banish fright the Ulster night
Then free Old Ireland.