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Uploaded on Jan 11, 2008
Este tema tradicional irlandés, de una rara belleza y melancolía, ha sido escrito y reescrito en muchas ocasiones. Esta versión "política", adaptada y cantada por Sinead O'Connor está incluida en el CD "The Sea of Dreams" (1998) de Davy Spillane. Las imágenes de Irlanda son de un video de TARTALALU (que espero no le importe su utilización en este).
Danny Boy Lyrics Artist: Sinead O'Connor
"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 flowers are 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. And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow. Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so. But if you come, and all the flowers are falling. And I am dead, as dead I might well be. You'll come and find the place where I am lying. And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me. And I will hear, though soft your tread above me. And all my grave will warmer sweeter be. And you will bend and tell me that you love me. And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me. But if I live, and should you die for Ireland, Let not your dying thoughts be just of me. But say a prayer to God for our dearest Ireland. I know He'll hear and help to set her free. And I will take your pike and place my dearest, And strike a blow, though weak the blow may be. T'will help the cause to which your heart was nearest Oh Danny Boy, Oh, Danny boy I love you so."