Danny Boy

Vorkommen

• s17e15 -

Künstler

• Frederick Weatherly

Veröffentlichung

• 1910

Lyrics

• 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 leaves 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
  'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
  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
  Ye'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 you tread above me
  And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
  For you shall bend and tell me that you love me
  And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me