Testo Ireland - Peter Corry
Testo della canzone Ireland (Peter Corry), tratta dall'album Sounds of the Soul
They say Mother Earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilight's door
Her eyes are the stars in Heaven
Watching o'er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle
We are forty against hundreds
In someone else's bloody war
We know not why we're fighting
Or what we're dying for
They will storm us in the morning
When their sunlight turns the sky
Death is waiting for its dance now
Fate has sentenced us to die
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out
Won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Oh the captain he lay bleeding
I can hear him calling me
"These are your men for the leading
Show them to their destiny"
And as I look around me
I see the ragged, tired and torn
I tell them to make ready
'Cause we're not waiting for the morn
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out
Won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Now the fog is deep and heavy
As we forge the dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing
As in silence we draw near
There are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say goodbye
I draw breath and night is broken
As I scream our battle cry
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out
Won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out
Won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
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Writer(s): Jenny Yates, Garth Brooks, Stephanie Davis
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