Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer´s gone, and all the flowers are dying
´tis you, ´tis you must go and I must bide.
But come you back when summer´s in the meadow
Or when the valley´s hushed and white with snow
´tis I´ll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You´ll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an ´Ave´ there for me.
And I shall hear, tho´ soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you´ll not fail to tell me that you love me
I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.