Текст песни Misc Traditional - Isle Of Innisfree

1. I've met some folk that say I am a dream-er 
And I've no doubt there's truth in what they say

But sure a body's bound to be a dream-er
When all the things he loves are far a-way 

2. And prec-ious things are dreams unto an e-xile 
They take him o'er the land a-cross the sea 

Especially when it hap-pens he's an exile 
From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree 

Bridge:
And when the moon-light peeps a-cross the roof tops

Of this great city wondrous tho it be 

I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter 
I'm once a-gain back home in Innisfree 

3. I wander o'er green hills through dreamy valleys 
And find a peace no other land would know 

I hear the birds make mu-sic fit for an-gels
And watch the rivers laughing as they flow 

4. And then in-to a humble shack I wander 
My dear old home and tenderly behold 

The folks I love a-round the turf fire gathered

On bend-ed knee their Rosary is told 
But dreams don't last though dreams are not forgotten 

And soon I'm back to stern reality 

But though they pave the foot-paths here with gold dust 
I still would choose my Isle of In-nis-free