Luyện nghe bài hát They Wounded Old Ireland

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

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

The lies like an open wound
That only can heal
For and cruelty
They will close the weal
The mean of built a dream
Which the blind men stole
Ah night they wounded old Ireland
And bleeding to this day.

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