Ireland, Mother Ireland - John McCormack (麦考梅克)
Oh land of love and beauty
To you our hearts are wed
To you in lowly duty
We ever bow bow the head
Oh perfect loving mother
Your exiled children all
Across the sund'ring seas to you
In fond devotion call
If you sigh we hear you
If you weep we weep
In your hours of gladness
How our pulses leap
Ireland Mother Ireland
Let what may befall
Ever shall we hold you
Dearest best of all
Dear isle across the ocean
Dear loving land of ours
May your days be sunny
And your way a way of flowers
Wide though we be scattered
By alien vale and hill
All the love you gave to us
We keep and cherish still
If you sigh we hear you
If you weep we weep
In your hours of gladness
How our pulses leap
Ireland Mother Ireland
Let what may befall
Ever shall we hold you
Ever shall we hold you
Dearest dearest best of all
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