Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass Come over the hills to your darling Oh, you choose the road, love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true love forever
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any
'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed When the moon and the stars they were shining The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair And she swore she'd be my love forever
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any
It's not for the parting that my sister pains It's not for the grief of my mother It's all for the loss of my bonnie Irish lass That my heart is breaking forever
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than anyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
