Luyện nghe bài hát To Moytura We Return

On the day of the De rule,
Breas the pagan lands.
He led his as a fool,
under the of Balors hand.
The De lived a life of pain,
in body and spirit their grew,
as their battle was in vain,
this go on the people knew.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Samhain approached and were high,
Dagda went to the spy.
Breas the dishonoured led a invasion
the Il-Dana won first battle occasion.

Back to the De Danann returned,
set up camp and the pagan fires burned,
the day of battle was a mighty event,
were 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
with a for war.

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

But Balor to the was cast,
was the new high king,
De Danann won at last,
again to laugh and sing.