Luyện nghe bài hát To Hell Or To Connaught

We fled for our on a winter's eve,
but unheeded, we left with speed.
The roundheads they had this night,
Our gallant people ? But in sight.

If we were to for our lives,
We would up dead.
This is the where I was born and bred,
Am I a to avoid being dead ?

are the words of our forefathers,
Long ago, in a of fear.
They say "what giveth time thee"
Now in this age, we wait and see.

Condemn what you will in war of worlds,
Shout if you want peaceful slurs.
But how do you stop a bull,
With of steel and a desire to cull ?