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

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