Luyện nghe bài hát They Wounded Old Ireland

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

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

The Border lies an open wound
That only love can
For and cruelty
will never close the weal
The mean of vision built a
Which the blind men stole
Ah that they wounded old Ireland
And she's bleeding to day.

My heart it holds a vision
thousands more can see
Of Ireland free from
And death and
Where to Irishman
Can in clasp a hand
If we banish fright from the night
we'll free Old Ireland.