Galway Bay - Daniel O'Donnell (丹尼尔 奥 丹内尔)
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
It only at the closing of your day
You can sit and watch the moonrise over Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
Just to see again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
Or to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play
Oh the breezes blowing over the sea from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands digging praties
Speak a language that the strangers do not know
Or the strangers came and tried to teach their way
They scorned us for being what we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a star
And if there is going to be a life here after
And somehow I feel sure there's going to be
I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
In that dear land across the Irish Sea
I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
In that dear land across the Irish Sea
