Текст песни Magic Nights - Christy Moore
There
were
magic
nights
in
the
lobby
bar
when
Brendan
Ring
played
Madame
Bonaparte
And
every
note
that
the
piper
would
play
would
send
me
away
send
me
away.
Away
through
the
window
away
in
the
rain
over
the
city
away
on
the
air
To
a
field
by
a
river
where
the
trees
are
so
green
the
deepest
of
green
that
you've
ever
seen
Where
once
you
have
been
you
can
go
back
again
you
can
go
anytime
you
can
go
anytime
Because
it's
only
in
your
mind
There
were
magic
nights
in
the
lobby
bar
with
Ricky
Lynch
and
his
golden
guitar
Singin'
Autumn
in
Mayfield
and
the
barley
was
ripe
and
the
harvest
moon
was
low
in
the
sky
We
were
children
our
mothers
were
young
and
fathers
were
tall
and
kind
And
every
note
Ricky
Lynch
would
play
would
send
me
away
send
me
away
Away
through
the
window
etc...
There
were
magic
nights
in
the
lobby
bar
when
Ger
Wolfe
would
sing
like
a
lark
Singing
Winter
hung
her
coat
on
a
hanger
of
dark
Singing
I
am
the
blood
of
Eireann
spilled
in
a
lonely
cave
and
I
am
the
flower
of
Ireland
Adrift
on
the
ocean
wave
I
am
the
lark
of
Mayfield
tumbling
down
the
hill,
I
am
the
child
of
Summer
I
can
remember
you
still,
And
every
note
that
Ger
Wolfe
would
play
would
send
me
away
send
me
away
Away
through
the
window
etc...
It
was
Autumn
in
Mayfield
and
the
barley
was
ripe
and
the
harvest
moon
was
low
in
the
sky
We
were
children
our
mothers
were
young
and
fathers
were
tall
and
kind
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