Luyện nghe bài hát To Moytura We Return

On the day of the De rule,
ruled the pagan lands.
He led his as a fool,
under the of Balors hand.
The De lived a life of pain,
in and spirit their weakness grew,
as their battle was in vain,
this can't go on the knew.

Dagda, All father, God and provider,
fell into disgrace the king.
The he recieved would not feed a spider.
-The best pieces, Cridinbel win.
Aengus was shoked by the of his father,
"Crindinbel die", He did say.

He put in the food, and the food on the platter,
Crindinbel fell dead on that day.

Nuada from the otherworld dream,
his hand was by the gods,
water was brought the healing stream,
"You be king?". -He nods.

journied to the Fomor lands.
And met his father.
They held other in their hands,
kinship would stay hereafter.

The Il-Dana came to with Nuada,
the greatest of the Tuatha De,
The Fomor arrived for their tax,
savages Il-Dana did slay.

Balor declared war and his tribes,
Nuada as did the scribes

Samhain approached and were high,
went to the Fomor spy.
Breas the dishonoured led a Fomor
the won this first battle occasion.

to Moytura the De Danann returned,
they set up camp and the pagan burned,
the day of battle was a mighty event,
druids chanting as the scouts forth were sent.

A great of shields,
of was frenzy,
blood on fields,
each the enemy.

Nuada Indech,
the of the Fomor,
the worm god was
a taste for war.

Nuada raised his of light,
the mighty Cromcruach,
Balor caught in his sight,
Nuada a hero's death.

But to the ground was cast,
Il-Dana was the new king,
De heroes won at last,
never again to and sing.