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In my dreams I know that I can fly

But like the small birds and the free birds

I can fly just like the birds on high

To the freedom of the sky

I can soar across the heavens

How easy now it seems

Like the birds I will have no cares or sorrows

I the shadow, the shadows of my dreams

Ireland my Ireland

It seems to me that all the leaves

Are sighing in the breeze

Ireland I cry for my lan-ah

And it seems to me that all the leaves are gone

As I wonder through my lonely land

My heart is full of pain

For our people have no freedom

Their imporvirished and enchained

I see them fight and struggle

Against the stormy hearts of men

A language struggle with the people

And by hunger all are slane

Ireland my Ireland

Banashed to a land beyond the sea

I see a rich a rich and fertile land

I feel the spirit of a nation

A maiden weeps she weeps upon the harp

I see tumbling towns and towers

I a land of beauty and of splendour

From the mountains to the seas

But the wild flowers drown in sorrow

In this valley, this valley filled with tears

Ireland my Ireland

It seems to me that all the leaves

Are sighing in the breeze

Ireland I cry for my lan-ah

And it seems to me that all the leaves are gone

So I fly across this lonely land

I see golden fields of corn

I see a land thats filled with plenty

Yet the people starve and die

Young Ireland now is silienced

And are banashed far away

The lion preys upon the people

And devoures them night and day

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