paroles de chanson Cliffs of Dooneen - Christy Moore

You may travel far far from your own native home
Far away o'er the mountains, far away o'er the foam
But of all the fine places that I've ever seen
Oh there's none can compare with the cliffs of Doneen.
Take a view o'er the mountains, fine sights you'll see there
You'll see the high rocky mountains o'er the west coast of Clare
And the towns of Kilkee and Kilrush can be seen
From the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.

Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while
And to all the kind people I'm leaving behind
To the streams and the meadows where late I have been
And the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.

You may travel far far from your own native home
Far away o'er the mountains, far away o'er the foam
But of all the fine places that I've ever seen
Oh there's none can compare with the cliffs of Doneen.

Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while
And to all the kind people I'm leaving behind
To the streams and the meadows where late I have been
And the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.