In my dreams I know that I can fly
But like the small birds and the free birds
I can fly just like the birds on high
To the freedom of the sky
I can soar across the heavens
How easy now it seems
Like the birds I will have no cares or sorrows
I the shadow, the shadows of my dreams
Chorus
Ireland my Ireland
It seems to me that all the leaves
Are sighing in the breeze
Ireland I cry for my lan-ah
And it seems to me that all the leaves are gone
As I wonder through my lonely land
My heart is full of pain
For our people have no freedom
Their imporvirished and enchained
I see them fight and struggle
Against the stormy hearts of men
A language struggle with the people
And by hunger all are slane
Ireland my Ireland
Banashed to a land beyond the sea
But like the small birds and the free birds
I can fly just like the birds on high
To the freedom of the sky
I can soar across the heavens
How easy now it seems
Like the birds I will have no cares or sorrows
I the shadow, the shadows of my dreams
Chorus
Ireland my Ireland
It seems to me that all the leaves
Are sighing in the breeze
Ireland I cry for my lan-ah
And it seems to me that all the leaves are gone
As I wonder through my lonely land
My heart is full of pain
For our people have no freedom
Their imporvirished and enchained
I see them fight and struggle
Against the stormy hearts of men
A language struggle with the people
And by hunger all are slane
Ireland my Ireland
Banashed to a land beyond the sea
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