Colm O'Donnell - Erin gra mo chroi
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- Опубліковано 3 лют 2011
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A jewel, green emerald in the midst of a treasure chest of best Irish songs of all time ....
Great Irish accent and song , Erin gra mo chroi All my ancestors both sides Co Mayo people , warm generous loving people , very hard working family oriented , God fearing folk , lucky to have had them .
Beautiful. My father Dan McMahon was a lover of tradtional music and song.In his last couple of weeks with cancer I played Colm O'Donnell's c.d. farewellbto midnight dances.In particular my father (from county Clare) loved this song and would ask me to 'play it again!' I would and he enjoyed listening to it so much that I sang it at his funeral mass two months ago.Thanks for your beautiful version of this song Colm x
Lovely Song Colum well done.
hauntingly beautiful...miss you,dear old lreland,forever in my heart...
Érin Grá mo Chroí is a lovely old Irish tune. The picture shows a " Standing Stone " put in place 2,000 or 3,000 years ago. Sláinte!
THis is so beautiful ever adore your singing Colm thank you
So beautiful ever amazing Colm Erin Mo Chroi
That dear little isle so far away.
best version of the song I have heard!
Fabulous singer lovely lilting voice
My Heart Belongs to Ireland
Lovely!
Sublime ode aux pierres debout d'Irlande.
Beautiful, ty for sharing it
At the setting of the sun, when my long day's work was done
I rambled down the seashore for a walk
And I being all alone I sat down upon a stone
For to gaze upon the scenes of New York
Oh Erin grá mo chrói, you're the dear old land to me
You're the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
And if ever I go home, it's from you I never will roam
You're my own native land so far away
With the turf fire burning bright on a cold dark winter's night
And the snow flakes falling gently to the ground
When Saint Patrick's Day has come, my thoughts will carry me home
To that dear little isle so far away.
Oh Erin grá mo chrói, you're the dear old land to me
You're the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
You're the land Saint Patrick blessed
You're the bright star of the west
You're that dear little isle so far away
On the day that I did part, well it broke my mother's heart
Will I never see my dear ones anymore?
Not until my bones are laid in the cold and silent grave
In my own native land so far away
Oh Erin grá mo chrói, you're the dear old land to me
You're the fairest that my eyes have ever seen
And if ever I go home, it's from you I never will roam
You're my own native land so far away
You're my own native land so far away
I will die there.
2 people don't know good music when they hear it...
You got that right.
They may not have heard it well.
Good version, although I prefer the one by De Dannan (whoever the singer was...heard them live at a festival).
Ireland won't be Irish much longer.