Luyện nghe bài hát Famine

Okay, I to talk about Ireland
I want to talk about the 'Famine'
About the fact that there really was one
was no 'Famine'

See Irish were only allowed to eat potatoes
All of the other food, meat, fish,
Were shipped out of the country under armed
To England the Irish people starved

And then on the middle of all
They gave us not to teach our children Irish
And so we our history
And this is I think is still hurting me

See, we're like a child that's battered
Has to drive itself out of head because it's frightened
feels all the painful feelings
But they contact with the memory

And this to massive self-destruction
Alcoholism, addiction
All desperate at running
And in it's worst form becomes actual

And if there ever is be healing
There has to be remembering and then
So that there can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and

All the people
Where do they all from?

An American regulation
Says you mustn't more than ten percent of a nation
'Cause to do so causes 'psychological damage'
It's not permanent but they didn't that

Anyway, the supposed 'Famine
We lost a lot than ten percent of our nation
Through deaths on or on ships of emigration
But finally broke us was not starvation
But use in the controlling of our education

go on about 'Black '47'
On and on about Terrible Famine'
But what they say is in truth
There never was one

(Excuse me)
All the lonely
(I'm sorry, me)
do they all come from

(That I can you in one word)
All the lonely
Where do all belong?

So let's a look, shall we?
The statistics of child abuse in the EEC
And we say a Christian country
But we've lost with our history

See we used to God as a mother
We're suffering Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
at all our old men in the pubs
Look at all our young people on

We to worship God as a mother
Now look at what doing to each other
We've made killers of ourselves
The most trusting people in the Universe

And this is what's wrong us
Our books the parent figures lied to us
I see the as a race like a child
got itself bashed in the face

And if there ever is gonna be
There has to be remembering and then
So there, then can be forgiving
There has to be and understanding

All the lonely
Where do they all come
All the people
Where do they all come

We on the brink of a great achievement
In this Ireland there is no to be found
To our disagreements by each other
There is no invader here

We are all Irish in all our kinds of ways
We not, now or ever in the future
Show anything to each
Except tolerance, forbearance and neighborly

Because of our
here knows how he is
And God expects him to do