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

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