The Fields Of Athenry کے بول

By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling Michael they have taken you away For you stole Trevelyn's corn So the young might see the morn Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay (chorus) Low lie the Fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling Nothing matters, Mary when you're free Against the famine and the Crown I rebelled they ran me down Now you must raise our child with dignity By a lonely harbor wall She watched the last star falling As that prison ship sailed out against the sky Sure she'll wait and hope and pray For her love in Botany Bay It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.