Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountain side The summer's gone and all the flowers falling 'T's you, 't
Here we are we've come to call With pipes and flutes and fiddles and all In case of death we've even brought a keener So, if you're glum and feeling down
As I went out walking one fine summer morning The birds in the bushes did whistle and sing The lads and the lasses in couples were courtin' Going back
Chorus: 'Se/ mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear 'Se/ mo Chaesar Gile Mear Suan na/ se/an ni/ bhfuaireas fe/in O/ chuaigh i gce/in mo Ghile Mear Grief and pain
Never give all the heart For love will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seems certain Never give all the heart For love will hardly
Far away across the ocean Underneath an Indian star Dwells a dark eyed lonely maiden On the coast of Malabar In the harbor, where we anchored I can see
I was down the glen one Easter morn To a city fair rode I There armed lines of marching men In squadrons passed me by No pipe did hum No battle drum
Farewell to the groves of shillelagh and the shamrock Farewell to the girls of old Ireland all 'round And may their hearts be as merry as ever they could
Near to Banbridge Town, in the County DownOne morning in July,Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen,And she smiled as she passed me by;Oh, she looked
From Derry Quai we sailed away On the 23rd of May We were taken on board by a pleasant crew Bound for Americay Fresh water there we did take on Five
Deep in the hundred acre wood Where Christopher Robin plays You will find the enchanted neighbourhood Of Christopher's childhood days A donkey named
In the merry month of May From me home I started Left the girls of Tuam Sad and broken hearted Salute me father dear And kissed me darlin' mother Then
One two three four five six I know my love by his way of walking And I know my love by his way of talking And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe I'd been married long time ago Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from Cotton-Eyed Joe
Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine Come lift up your voices, all grief to refrain For we
Prijevod: Poglavara. Dječje priče.
Prijevod: Poglavara. Biti na Yo Puta.
Prijevod: Poglavara. Live tla.
