Danny Boy

Danny Boy - Harry Belafonte (哈里·貝拉方特)

A time a time of strife

The place the place is Ireland

This Irish legend had it

And the last rose of summer fell and all the young men of Ireland

Were together to stake a blow

For Ireland's freedom and Ireland's liberty

There' songs for those who stayed at home and songs for those

Who went away and all o'er Ireland were sad

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 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 hushed and white with snow

It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny boy oh Danny Boy I'll miss you so

But if you fall as all the flowers are dying

And you are dead as dead you well maybe

I'll come and fine the place where you are laying

And kneel and say an Ave there for thee

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow

It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny boy oh Danny Boy I'll love you so