“Goodbye England (Covered in Snow)” is a single by Laura Marling. It was released on December 11, 2009 as the lead single from her second album I Speak Because I Can. The song peaked to number 133 on the UK Singles Chart.
88,642,011 views Jan 17, 2013Listen to “You’ll Never Walk Alone” here: https://lnk.to/YNWAstr LIKE if you shed a tear listening to this ultimate football anthem! “The video is fitting with the song. It is emotive with the passion of the people” Gerry Marsden (Gerry & The Pacemakers) Gerry & The Pacemakers’ 3rd Consecutive No.1 in 1963 returned to the charts in September 2012 and now, exactly 50 years since the original release, the song has its first Official Music Video. The anthem for Liverpool FC & Celtic FC and a favourite amongst football fans all over the world. Directed by: Andrea Jade Colomb Produced by: The Fyzz Music Video Limited Like Gerry & The Pacemakers on Facebook: / gerryandthepacemakers
On Raglan Road on an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue; I saw the danger, yet I passed along the enchanted way, And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.
On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion’s pledge, The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay Oh I loved too much and by such by such is happiness thrown away.
I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret sign that’s known To the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone And word and tint without stint for I gave her poems to say. With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow That I had loved not as I should a creature made of clay When the angel woos the clay he’d lose his wings at the dawn of day.
1,248 views Premiered Sep 13, 2024CAST/CREW HER – Jordanne Jones HIM – Jack Gavin DIRECTOR – Edelle Kenny PRODUCER – Órla Morris Toolen DOP – Ignas Laugalis 1ST AC – James Marnell GAFFER – Eoghan Hand BEST BOY – Evan Hayes EDITOR – Annie Walsh COLOURIST – Natalia Witkowska, Element Post/VFX SPECIAL THANKS – Ciara Kirwan, Mick Flood Song by Greg Kearns, Nicole Lyons, Ruairi Forde and Frank O’Flaherty Produced by Alex Borwick
67,806 views May 6, 2012Daniel performs the popular Irish ballad by Percy French at the Green Glens Arena in Millstreet, County Cork on New Year’s Eve 1994. Lyrics The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say But I know the lie of it still; Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea And stop when halfway to Cootehill. ‘Tis there I will find it, I know sure enough When fortune has come to me call, Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff And the blue sky is over it all. And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff Are whispering over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. My mother once told me that when I was born The day that I first saw the light, I looked down the street on that very first morn And gave a great crow of delight. Now most newborn babies appear in a huff, And start with a sorrowful squall, But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff And that’s why I smiled on them all. The baby’s a man, now he’s toil-worn and tough Still, whispers come over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. The night that we danced by the light of the moon, Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute, When Phil threw his lip over Come Again Soon, He’s dance the foot out o’ yer boot! The day that I took long Magee by the scruff For slanderin’ Rosie Kilrain, Then, marchin’ him straight out of Ballyjamesduff, Assisted him into a drain. Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff, Of whisperings over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. I’ve loved the young women of every land, That always came easy to me; Just barrin’ the belles of the Black-a-moor brand And the chocolate shapes of Feegee. But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff, And never will addle me brain, For the bells will be ringin’ in Ballyjamesduff For me and me Rosie Kilrain! And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff A whisper comes over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. Encore verse I’ve struck oil at last! I’ve struck work, and I vow I’ve struck some remarkable clothes, I’ve struck a policeman for sayin’ that now, I’d go back to my beautiful Rose. The belles they may blarney, the boys they may bluff But this I will always maintain, No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain. I’ve paid for my passage, the sea may be rough But borne on each breeze there will be, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.
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