🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: There Were Roses - Cara Dillon

  song for you this evening
  not to make you sad
  for adding to the sorrows
  our troubled northern land
 But lately  been thinking
  it just wont leave my mind
  tell you of two friends one time
 Who were both good  of mine
 
 Isaac Scott from Bealagh he lived just across  field,
 A great man for the music and the dancing and the 
 O' Malley came from  Armagh to court young alice fair,
 And we'd often meet on the ryan road, and laughter  the air
 
  he was Protestant
  Sean was Catholic born
 But it never made  difference
 For  friendship it was strong
  sometimes in the evening
 When we heard the sound  drums
 We said  wont divide us
 We  always be as one
 
 
 For the ground our fathers ploughed in,  soil it is the same,
 And  places where we say our prayers have just got different names,
 We talked about the friends who died , we hoped there'd be no 
 It's little then we realised the tragedy in 
 
 There were roses, 
 There  roses
 And  tears of the people ran together
 It was  a Sunday morning
 When the awful news came 
 Another killing  been done
  outside Newry Town
 We knew  Isaac danced up there
  knew he liked the band
 But when we heard that he was 
 We just could  understand
 
 We gathered at the graveside on a cold and  day,
 The minister he closed  eyes and for no revenge he prayed
 And those of us who knew him  along the ryan road,
 bowed  heads and said a prayer for the rescue of his soul
 There were 
 Đã có những  hồng
 
 now fear it filled the 
 There was fear in every 
 When late at night a  came
  round the Ryan Road
  Catholic would be killed tonight
 To even  the score
 Oh Christ,  young MacDonald
 They have taken from the 
 
 issac was  friend he cried
 he begged them  his tears
 buh  of hatred
 have ears that  not hear
  eye for an eye
 it  all that filled thier minds
 but another eye  another eye
  everyone is blind
 
  were roses...
  từng có hoa hồng...
 
 So  song for you this evening its not to make you sad,
 not for adding to the sorrows of this troubled  land,
 but lately i've been thinking and it just  leave my mind
 I'll tell you of two friends one time  were both good friends of mine
 
 Now I don't  where the moral is
 Or  this song should end
 But I  just how many wars
 Are fought  good friends
 And  who give the orders
  not the ones to die
 It's  and young MacDonald
 And the likes of  and I
 
 There were  roses
 There were 
 And the tears  the people ran together