Текст песни Oconnell Maura - A Stor Mo Chroi
Oconnell Maura - A Stor Mo Chroi слова песни
A stor mo chroi when you`re far awayFrom the home you will soon be leavingIt`s many`s the time by night and by dayWhen your heart will be sorely grievingFor the stranger`s land may b bright and fairRich in its treasures goldenBut you`ll pine I know for days long long agoAnd the one that is never oldenA stor mo chroi in the stranger`s landThere is plenty of wealth and wailingWhere gems adorn the great and the grandWhere the faces with hunger palingWhen the road it is tiresome and hard to treadAnd the lights of their cities blind youOh turn a stor to Erin`s shoreAnd the one that you leave behind youA stor mo chroi when the evening mistOver mountain and sea is fallingOh turn a stor and then you listAnd maybe you will hear me callingFor the sound of a voice you will surely missSomebody speedily returningA run a run won`t you come back soonTo the one that will always love you