paroles de chanson The Wind That Shakes the Barley - Tommy Makem , The Clancy Brothers
I
sat
within
the
valley
green,
I
sat
me
with
my
true
love
My
sad
heart
strove
the
two
between,
the
old
love
and
the
new
love
The
old
for
her,
the
new
that
made
me
think
on
Ireland
dearly
While
soft
the
wind
blew
down
the
glen
and
sthe
golden
barley
'Twas
hard
the
woeful
words
to
frame
to
break
the
ties
that
bound
us
But
harder
still
to
bear
the
shame
of
foreign
chains
around
us
And
so
I
said,
"The
mountain
glen
I'll
seek
at
morning
early
And
join
the
bold
united
men,
while
soft
winds
shake
the
barley"
While
sad
I
kissed
away
her
tears,
my
fond
arms
round
her
flinging
The
foeman's
shot
burst
on
our
ears
from
out
the
wildwood
ringing
A
bullet
pierced
my
true
love's
side
in
life's
young
spring
so
early
And
on
my
breast
in
blood
she
died
while
soft
winds
sthe
barley
But
blood
for
blood
without
remorse
I've
taken
at
Oulart
Hollow
And
laid
my
true
love's
clay
cold
corpse
where
I
full
soon
may
follow
As
round
her
grave
I
wander
drear,
noon,
night
and
morning
early
With
breaking
heart
when
e'er
I
hear
the
wind
that
shakes
the
barley
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