Текст песни My Little Welsh Home - Siobhan Owen
I
am
dreaming
of
the
mountains
of
my
home
Of
the
mountains
where
in
childhood
I
would
roam
I
have
dwelt
'neath
southern
skies
Where
the
summer
never
dies
But
my
heart
is
in
the
mountains
of
my
home
I
can
see
the
little
homestead
on
the
hill
I
can
hear
the
magic
music
of
the
Yr
Urdd
There
is
nothing
to
compare
With
the
love
that
once
was
there
In
that
lonely
little
homestead
on
the
hill
I
can
see
the
quiet
churchyard
down
below
Where
the
mountain
breezes
wander
to
and
fro
And
when
God
my
soul
will
keep
It
is
there
I
want
to
sleep
With
those
dear
old
folks
that
loved
me
long
ago
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2 Del Cabello Más Sutil
3 Dafydd y Garreg Wen
4 I Dreamt I Dwelt in Marble Halls
5 Cyfri’r Geifr
6 If I Were a Blackbird
7 O Mio Babbino Caro
8 Gartan Mother’s Lullaby
9 Mondnacht
10 Lilium
11 You’ll Never Walk Alone
12 Greensleeves
13 Isle of Innisfree
14 May It Be
15 It’s Only a Paper Moon
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