Danny Boy (A Cappella) — текст песни (John Mcdermott)

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountainside
The summer`s gone and all the roses falling,
`Tis you, `tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer`s in the meadow,
Or when the valley`s hushed and white with snow,
`Tis I`ll be there in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.


And when ye come and all the flowers are dying,
and I am dead - as dead I well may be -
you`ll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me;
And I shall hear, though soft your tread above me,
And on my grave where warmer, sweeter be,
And ye shall bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.