Текст песни Irish Air - FIDDLER'S GREEN
In
Irish
air
you
smell
the
sea
The
taste
of
turf
and
tasty
tea
The
scent
of
stout
will
ever
be
A
part
of
Ireland′s
heart
A
Blacksmith
down
from
Dingle
Bay
He
lived
his
live
a
special
way
He
lost
his
wife
and
house
I'd
say
But
still
the
best
is
left
A
carpenter
from
Inishee
Discovered
his
ability
To
live
from
love
and
air,
you
see
A
quit
his
boring
job
A
Businessman
from
Waterford
Sat
on
his
ship
completely
bored
Till
someone
threw
him
overboard
He
shivered
in
the
cold
...but
he
was
well!
...got
strong
like
hell!
...he
found
his
way!
...swam
all
the
day!
In
Irish
air
you
smell
the
sea
The
taste
of
turf
and
tasty
tea
The
scent
of
stout
will
ever
be
A
part
of
Ireland′s
heart,
Cause
In
this
air
The
clouds
glow
red
in
the
sky
ahead
and
Everywhere
You'll
find
a
place
to
start
A
fisherman
from
Killybegs
A
grumpy
man,
he
always
nagged
Till
he
turned
out
to
be
a
wag
And
laughed
his
life
away
A
teacher
from
the
eastern
Hills
He
smoked
like
hell,
took
lot
of
pills
Till
he
discovered
the
real
thrills
He
bummed
around
and
bawled
In
Irish
air
you
smell
the
sea
The
taste
of
turf
and
tasty
tea
The
scent
of
stout
will
ever
be
A
part
of
Ireland's
heart,
Cause
In
this
air
The
clouds
glow
red
in
the
sky
ahead
and
Everywhere
You′ll
find
a
place
to
start
A
lawyer
from
the
western
coast
He
was
a
lousy
party
host
But
then
he
stopped
with
all
his
boast
And
changed
into
a
mate
A
baker
boy
from
Donegal
A
weedy
guy,
extremely
small
Ate
soda
bred
till
he
was
tall
And
grew
right
to
the
sky
An
engineer
from
Galway
Town
Was
fat
and
clearly
upside
down
He
went
around
wearing
a
gown
He
didn′t
give
a
damn
...he
loved
his
dress!
...felt
happiness!
...he
danced
around!
...and
lost
eight
pounds!
In
Irish
air
you
smell
the
sea
The
taste
of
turf
and
tasty
tea
The
scent
of
stout
will
ever
be
A
part
of
Ireland's
heart,
Cause
In
this
air
The
clouds
glow
red
in
the
sky
ahead
and
Everywhere
You′ll
find
a
place
to
start
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