Luyện nghe bài hát Famine

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

See Irish people were only to eat potatoes
All of the food, meat, fish, vegetables
Were shipped out of the under armed guard
To England while the people starved

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

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

And this leads to massive
Alcoholism, drug
All attempts at running
And in it's form becomes actual killing

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

All the lonely
Where do all come from?

An army regulation
Says you kill more than ten percent of a nation
to do so causes permanent 'psychological damage'
It's not permanent but they didn't know

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

go on about 'Black '47'
On and on about 'The Famine'
But what they don't say is in
There never was one

(Excuse me)
All the people
(I'm sorry, me)
Where do they all come

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

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

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

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

And this is wrong with us
Our history books the figures lied to us
I see the Irish as a race a child
That got itself in the face

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

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

We stand on the brink of a great
In Ireland there is no solution to be found
To our disagreements by each other
There is no real invader

We are all Irish in all our different kinds of
We must not, now or in the future
Show to each other
Except tolerance, forbearance and love

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