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Video Karaoke Ireland - Garth Brooks

Este tema es una versión de Ireland, que popularizó Garth Brooks

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 108 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: LA

Duración: 04:58 - Escuchar en: 01:45

Fecha de publicación: 1995
Géneros: Country, Céltico, Folk, En inglés
Compositores: Garth Brooks, Stephanie Davis, Jenny Yates

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Letra Ireland

They say mother earth is breathing with each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening for to open twilight's door
Her eyes are the stars in heaven watching o'er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle
We are forty against hundreds in someone else's bloody war
We know not why we're fighting or what we're dying for
They will storm us in the morning
When the sunlight turns the sky
Death is waiting for its dance now
Fate has sentenced us to die
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green and fences made of stone
I am reaching out
Won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Oh the captain he lay bleeding and I can hear him calling me
These men are yours now for the leading
Show them to their destiny
And as I looked up all around me
I see the ragged, tired and torn
I tell them to make ready 'cos we're not waiting for the morn'
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green and fences made of stone
I am reaching out
Won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Now the fog is deep and heavy as we forge the dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing as in silence we draw near
And there are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say goodbye
I draw a breath and night is broken as I scream our battle cry
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green and fences made of stone
I am reaching out
Won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland
Yes I am home Ireland
We were forty against hundreds

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