Тексты песен «John Mcdermott»

Steal away let's steal away No reason left to stay For me and you Let's start a-new And darling steal away Steal away and chase some dreams And hope they never find us The dreary days The empty nights We'll leave them...

Huna blentyn, ar fy mynwes, Clyd a chymes ydyw hon; Breichiau mam sy dan fy mron. Ni chaiff dim amharu'th gyntun Ni wna undyn a thi gam; Huna'n dawel, annwyl bientyn, Huna'n fwyn ar fron dy fam. Hun'n dawel hana huna...

Sweet sister mary what is this I hear I hear that you're planning on leaving from here And I fear that it's true there's a great empty space Faces are crying all over the place Stay mary stay Tears and the rain and the...

Sweet sister mary what is this I hear I hear that you're planning on leaving from here And I fear that it's true there's a great empty space Faces are crying all over the place Stay mary stay Tears and the rain and the...

Oh! List to the strains of a poor Irish harper And scorn not the strings from his poor withered hand; Oh remember his fingers could once move more sharper To raise up the memory of his dear native land. At fair or at...

Oh! list to the strains of a poor irish harper And scorn not the strings from his poor withered hand; Oh remember his fingers could once move more sharper To raise up the memory of his dear native land. At fair or at...

The Cliffs of Dooneen: To Izabella and Tadeusz You may travel far from your own native home Far away o'er the mountains far away o'er the foam But of all the fine places that I've ever been There's none can compare with...

The cliffs of dooneen: to izabella and tadeusz You may travel far from your own native home Far away o'er the mountains far away o'er the foam But of all the fine places that I've ever been There's none can compare...

The Dutchman's not the kind of man To keep his thumb jammed in the dam That holds his dreams in But that's a secret only Margaret knows When Amsterdam is golden in the morning Margaret brings him breakfast She believes...

My brave lad sleeps in his faded coat of blue; In a lonely grave unknown lies the heart that beat so true He sank faint and hungry among the famish'd brave And they laid him sad and lonely within his nameless grave No...

By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling, 'michael, they are taking you away. For you stole travelyns corn, So the young might see the morn, Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.' Chorus Low lie the...

How do you do young willie mcbride, Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside, And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun, I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done I see by your gravestone you were only...

There is a voice in the silence A voice ever calling A voice like the song of a far distant sea A music the soul Of the wild breakers roaring If floats like a dream O'er the waters to me I hear it with tears And a heart...

The harp that once : to oombayga and family The harp that once through tara's halls The soul of music shed Now hangs as mute on tara's walls As if that soul were fled So sleeps the pride of former days So glory's...

The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown, Of all the trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown. The rising of the sun, And the running of the deer, The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing...

The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown, Of all the trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown. The rising of the sun, And the running of the deer, The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing...

The lark in the clear air : to my sister margaret Dear thoughts are in my mind And my soul soars enchanted As I hear the sweet lark sing In the clear air of the day For a tender beaming smile To my hope has been...

'Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone, All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh To reflect back her blushes Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou...

Time and time again I am asked the same questions: "John where did you study?" "Are you professionally trained?" "Is it difficult to stay in voice?" I come by my voice by virtue of my...

(chorus) O cruel is the snow That sweeps glencoe And covers the grave o donald And cruel was the foe That raped glencoe And murderd the house of Macdonald They came in a blizzard We offered them heat A roof o'er...