歌曲名 Curragh of Kildare

歌手名 Christy Moore

作曲：BURNS/Moore

The winter it is past and the summer's come at last

And the birds they are singing in the trees

Their little hearts are glad but mine is very sad

For my true love is far away from me

The rose upon the briar by the water running clear

Brings joy to the linnet and the deer

Their little hearts are blessed but mine knows no rest

For my true love is absent from me

And straight i will repair to the Curragh of Kildare

For it's there i'll find tidings of my dear

Oh you who are in love and cannot it remove

I pity the pain you do endure

For experience lets me know

that your hearts are full of woe

And a woe that no other can cure

And straight i will repair to the Curragh of Kildare

For it's there i'll find tidings of my dear

Straight i will repair to the Curragh of Kildare

For it's there i'll find tidings of my dear