Danny Boy
Charlotte Church
| Lyrics |
Translation |
| O Danny Boy, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountian side. The summer's gone and all the roses falling; It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's hushead and white with snow. I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow; Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so! But when ye come, and all the flow'rs are dying, If I am dead as dead I may well be. Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me. And I shall hear soft you tread above me; And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, For you will bend and tell me that you love me; And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me! |
