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

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