| There is a voice in the silence
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| A voice ever calling
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| A voice like the song of a far distant sea
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| A music the soul
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| Of the wild breakers roaring
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| If floats like a dream
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| O’er the waters to me
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| I hear it with tears
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| And a heart wildly beating
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| While far and alone
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| In a strange land I roam
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| And I weep as I list
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| And my prayers give it greeting
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| The voice of the green isle
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| My country and my home
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| Oh green isle of erin
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| That waits for me yonder
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| Though fate may decree
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| T’is forever be part
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| Still exiled and lonely
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| Where ere I may wander
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| The green isle of erin
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| Remains in my heart
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| There is nowhere a sea
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| Like the blue rippling ocean
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| That surges around
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| And beside that dear strand
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| There’s nowhere a star
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| That looks down in devotion
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| So bright as are those
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| That shine down on the land
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| With tears in my heart
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| Tears beyond all controlling
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| I wake and remember
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| An exile am i
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| And ipray as tho' between us
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| The wide seas are roaring
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| To come home to thee
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| It is only to die
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| Oh green isle of erin
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| That waits for me yonder
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| Though fate may decree
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| T’is forever be part
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| Still exiled and lonely
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| Where ere I may wander
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| The green isle of erin
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| Remains in my heart |