The Dubliners piosenki

At Oranmore in the county Galway One pleasant evening in the month's of May I spied a damsel; she was young and handsome Her beauty fairly took my breath away She worn no jewels, nor costly diamonds No paint nor powder, no none at all But she worn a bonnet wi...

Sleep oh babe for the red bee hums the silent twilights fall Aoibheal from the grey rock comes to wrap the world in thrall A lyan van o my child my joy my love and heart's desire The crickets sing you lullabys beside the dying fire Dusk is drawn and the g...

In Glendalough lived an old saint Renowned for learning and piety His manners was curious and quint And he looked upon girl with disparity fol di dol fol di fol day fol di dol rol di dol ad dy fol di dol rol di dol day fol di dol rol di dol ad dy He was fon...

Fare thee well my lovely Dinah, A thousand times adieu For we’re going away from the Holy Ground, And the girls we all love true We will sail the salt seas over, And then return for shore To see again the girls we love, And the holy Ground once more FI...

Fare thee well Enniskillen, fare thee well for a while And all around the borders of Erin's green isle And when the war is over we'll return in full bloom And we'll all welcome home the Enniskillen Dragoons A beautiful damsel of fame and renown A gentleman's...

The Clíona, the Meabh and the Mucha The pride of the Irish navy When the Captain he blows on his whistle All the sailors go home for their tea While the army is off in the Kongo In Cyprus or some foreign parts Our navy is strained to the limits Deploying its...

On the Fourth of July, 1806 We set sail from the sweet Cobh of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft She was rigged fore and aft And oh, how the wild wind drove her She stood severa...

How hard is my fortune, how vain my repining. The strong rope of fate for my young neck is twining. My strength is departed, my cheeks sunk and sallow While I languish in chains in the jail of Cluan Meala. No boy in the village was ever yet milder. I could pl...

One morning in March I was diggin' the land With me brogues on me feet and me spade in me hand And says I to myself, such a pity to see Such a fine strappin' lad footin' turf round Tralee Wid me toora na nye And me toora na nye Wid me toora na noo ra na Noo r...

The lark in the morning she rises off her nest She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a d...

My soul has been torn from me and I am bleeding My heart it has been rent and I am crying All the beauty around me fades and I am screaming I am the last of the great whales and I am dying Last night I heard the cry of my last companion The roar of the h...

It's a lesson too late for the learnin' Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, in your hand Are you goin' away with no word of farewell? Will there be not a trace left behind I could have loved you better Didn't mea...

Farewell to Princes' landing stage River Mersey fare thee well I am bound for California, a place I know right well So fare thee well my own true love When I return united we will be It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I t...

Remember December of fifty-nine The howling wind and driving rain Remember the gallant men who drowned On the lifeboat, Mona was her name The wind did blow and the sea rose up Beat the land with mighty waves At Saint Andrew's Bay the light ship fought The sea...

Oh, the first of me downfall I set out the door I straight made me way on for Carrick-on-Suir Going out by Rathronan 'twas late in the night Going out the West Gate for to view the gaslight Radley fal the diddle ay Radley fal the diddle airo I went to the tow...

I've been over Snowdon, I've slept upon Crowdon I've camped by the Waynestones as well I've sunbathed on Kinder, been burned to a cinder And many more things I can tell My rucksack has oft been me pillow The heather has oft been me bed And sooner than part fro...

Somebody's under the bed Whoever can it be? I feel so very nervous I call for Joanee Joanee lights the candle But there's nobody there Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai And out goes she Skipping rope still turning Children at their play In and out of Clarendon S...

In Newry Town I was bred and born In Steven's Green now I'll die in scorn. I served my time to the saddling trade But I turned out to be, I turned out to be a roving blade. At seventeen I took a wife I loved her dearly as I love life And for to keep both fine...

I must away now; I can no longer tarry, this morning's Tempest, I have to cross. I must be guided without a stumble, into the arms I love The most. And when he came to his true love's dwelling, he knelt Down gently, upon a stone. And through her window, he's...

As I went a walking one morning in May I met a young couple so far did we stray And one was a young maid so sweet and so fair And the other was a soldier and a brave Grenadier And they kissed so sweet and comforting As they clung to each other They wen...