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,
the shadow of Balors hand.
The Tuatha De lived a of pain,
in body and spirit their grew,
as their battle was in vain,
this go on the people knew.

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

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

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

Breas to the Fomor lands.
And met his father.
They each other in their hands,
their would stay hereafter.

The came to meet with Nuada,
the greatest of the Tuatha De,
The Fomor arrived for early tax,
these savages did slay.

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

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

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

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

Nuada Indech,
the of the Fomor,
the worm god was
with a for war.

raised his sword of light,
against the Cromcruach,
Balor uhim in his sight,
Nuada died a death.

But to the ground was cast,
Il-Dana was the new king,
De heroes won at last,
never to laugh and sing.