The Lake Isle Ola Gjeilo

I will arise and go now
And go to Innisfree, Innisfree
And a small cabin build there (Go to Innisfree)
Of clay and wattles made

Nine bean-rows will I have there
A hive for the honey-bee
And live alone in the bee-loud glade

I will arise and go now
I will arise and go now (Go to Innisfree, go to Innisfree, go to Innisfree, go to Innisfree)
For always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore (by the shore)

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey
I hear it in the deep heart’s core
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey
I hear it in the deep heart’s core
The deep heart’s core
The deep heart’s core
The deep heart’s core
Heart's core

Innisfree