I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree And a small cabin build there of clay and wattles made And nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee And live alone in the bee-loud glade
And I shall have some peace there for peace comes dropping slow Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings There midnight's all a glimmer and noon a purple glow And evening full of the linnet's wings
I will arise and go now for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore While I stand on the roadway or on the pavements gray I hear it in the deep heart's core
Oh, I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree And a small cabin build there of clay and wattles made Oh, nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee And live alone in the bee-loud gladeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
