Luyện nghe bài hát To Moytura We Return

On the day of the De rule,
ruled the pagan lands.
He led his as a fool,
under the of Balors hand.
The Tuatha De a life of pain,
in body and spirit their grew,
as though battle was in vain,
this go on the people knew.

Dagda, All father, God and provider,
fell disgrace with the king.
The food he would not feed a spider.
best pieces, Cridinbel would win.
Aengus was shoked by the of his father,
"Crindinbel die", He did say.

He put in the food, and the food on the platter,
Crindinbel fell dead on that day.

Nuada from the otherworld dream,
his was forged by the gods,
water was from the healing stream,
"You be king?". -He nods.

journied to the Fomor lands.
And met his father.
They held each in their hands,
kinship would stay hereafter.

The Il-Dana came to meet Nuada,
the greatest hero of the De,
The Fomor for their early tax,
these savages did slay.

Balor war and sent his tribes,
Nuada prepared as did the

Samhain and tensions were high,
Dagda went to the spy.
Breas the led a Fomor invasion
the Il-Dana won this battle occasion.

to Moytura the De Danann returned,
they set up camp and the fires burned,
the first day of was a mighty event,
druids were as the scouts forth were sent.

A clash of shields,
of was frenzy,
blood on fields,
warrior the enemy.

Nuada Indech,
the of the Fomor,
the god was unleashed
a taste for war.

Nuada his sword of light,
the mighty Cromcruach,
Balor caught in his sight,
Nuada a hero's death.

But to the ground was cast,
was the new high king,
De Danann won at last,
never to laugh and sing.