Luyện nghe bài hát Famine

Okay, I want to about Ireland
Specifically I want to talk 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 out of the country under armed guard
To while the Irish people starved

And then on the of all this
They us money not to teach our children Irish
And so we our history
And this is what I think is still 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 lose contact the memory

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

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

All the people
Where do they all from?

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

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

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

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

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

So take a look, shall we?
The highest statistics of child in the EEC
And we say we're a country
But we've lost contact our history

See we to worship God as a mother
suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Look at all our old men in the
Look at all our people on drugs

We to worship God as a mother
Now at what we're doing to each other
even made killers of ourselves
The most child-like trusting in the Universe

And this is wrong with us
Our history the parent figures lied to us
I see the Irish as a race like a
got itself bashed in the face

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

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

We stand on the brink of a achievement
In this Ireland there is no solution to be
To our disagreements by shooting each
There is no real invader

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

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