Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Wind That Shakes the Corn, artist - The Irish Rovers. Album song The Irish Rovers 50 Years - Vol. 1, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 28.02.2014
Record label: Rover
Song language: English
The Wind That Shakes the Corn |
I sat within the valley green I sat with my true love |
My sad heart had to choose between Old Ireland and my love |
I looked at her and then I thought how Ireland was torn |
While soft the wind blew down the glen and shook the golden corn |
T’was hard the woeful words to bring to break the ties that bound |
But harder still to bear the shame of English chains around |
And so I said, the mountain glen I’ll seek in early morn |
And join the brave united men while soft winds shook the corn |
While sad I kissed away her tears my fond arms round her clung |
A British shot burst in our ears from out of the wild woods round |
One bullet pierced my true love’s side a rose pierced by a thorn |
And in my arms in blood she died while soft winds shook the corn |
So blood for blood without remorse I’ve taken in the glen |
I placed my true love’s clayful corpse I joined true Irish men |
But around her grave I wander drear sometimes in early morn |
And with breaking heart sometimes I hear the wind that shakes the corn |