Luyện nghe bài hát They Wounded Old Ireland

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

dogs of war were loosed to run
And hunt the down
They hoped to rule land by fear
And it for the Crown
But a mighty was born in Men
When they killed Connolly
Oh that they wounded Old Ireland
And bleeding to this day.

The Border lies an open wound
That love can heal
For bitterness and
will never close the weal
The mean of vision a dream
the blind men stole away
Ah night they wounded old Ireland
And bleeding to this day.

My it holds a vision clear
That more can see
Of Ireland free from
And and bigotry
Where Irishman to
Can in clasp a hand
If we banish from the Ulster night
we'll free Old Ireland.