Walking all the day By all towers where falcons build their nests In silver wings they fly, For they know the call for freedom in their breasts, We saw Black Head against the sky With craggy rocks that run down to the sea When living on your western shore, Saw summer sun set, I asked for more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And sang a song for Ireland
Drinking all the day, In old pubs where fiddlers love to play, Saw one take the bow, To play a reel that was so grand and gay, I stood on Dingle beach and cast, In the wild foam for the Atlantic bass, When living on your western shore, Saw the summer sunset, I asked form more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And sang a song for Ireland
Laughing all the day, With true friends who try to make you stay, Telling jokes and news, And singing songs to pass the night away, We watched the Galway salmon run, Like silver dancing, darting in the sun, When living on your western shore, Saw the summer sunset, I asked form more, I stood by your Atlantic Sea, And sang a song for Ireland
Dreaming in the night, I saw a land where no-man had to fight, And waking in your dawn, I saw you crying in the morning light, When lying where the falcons fly, They twist and turn all in your air-blue sky, When living on your western shore, Saw the summer sunset, I asked no more, I stood by your Atlantic sea, And sang a song for Ireland
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hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; It won’t be easy, what can I say, There will be trouble along the way; ‘Round every corner there’s terror and fear, Always remember that we’re here. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere. A shoulder to cry on whenever you’re alone, You can rely on us you know; Nothing too crazy, nothing too dear, Always remember that we’re here. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere.
Sometimes when the rain comes pouring down, When it comes pouring down, Down on you. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere. I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere.
o celebrate the release of Saint Sister’s powerful new track ‘Manchester Air’, we are delighted to share this breathtaking live version featuring the brilliant string quartet from Crash Ensemble. ‘Manchester Air’ which was written on the island Inisheer off the west coast of Ireland was released on May 25th this year, the third anniversary of the referendum, and is featured on Saint Sister’s new album, ‘Where I Should End’, which comes out this month. On Ep.9 of Ireland’s Edge – The Podcast, Molly King, Head of Development at Other Voices, spoke to Saint Sister about music, memories, and the story behind
hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; It won’t be easy, what can I say, There will be trouble along the way; ‘Round every corner there’s terror and fear, Always remember that we’re here. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere. A shoulder to cry on whenever you’re alone, You can rely on us you know; Nothing too crazy, nothing too dear, Always remember that we’re here. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere.
Sometimes when the rain comes pouring down, When it comes pouring down, Down on you. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere. I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere.
o celebrate the release of Saint Sister’s powerful new track ‘Manchester Air’, we are delighted to share this breathtaking live version featuring the brilliant string quartet from Crash Ensemble. ‘Manchester Air’ which was written on the island Inisheer off the west coast of Ireland was released on May 25th this year, the third anniversary of the referendum, and is featured on Saint Sister’s new album, ‘Where I Should End’, which comes out this month. On Ep.9 of Ireland’s Edge – The Podcast, Molly King, Head of Development at Other Voices, spoke to Saint Sister about music, memories, and the story behind
When all beside a vigil keep, The West’s asleep, the West’s asleep – Alas! and well may Erin weep When Connacht lies in slumber deep. There lake and plain smile fair and free, ‘Mid rocks their guardian chivalry. Sing, Oh! let man learn liberty From crashing wind and lashing sea.
That chainless wave and lovely land Freedom and nationhood demand; Be sure the great God never planned For slumb’ring slaves a home so grand. And long a brave and haughty race Honoured and sentinelled the place. Sing, Oh! not even their sons’ disgrace Can quite destroy their glory’s trace.
For often, in O’Connor’s van, To triumph dashed each Connacht clan. And fleet as deer the Normans ran Thro’ Corrsliabh Pass and Ardrahan; And later times saw deeds as brave, And glory guards Clanricard’s grave, Sing, Oh! they died their land to save At Aughrim’s slopes and Shannon’s wave.
And if, when all a vigil keep, The West’s asleep! the West’s asleep! Alas! and well may Erin weep That Connacht lies in s1umber deep. But, hark! a voice like thunder spake, The West’s awake! the West’s awake! Sing, Oh! hurrah! let England quake, We’ll watch till death for Erin’s sake