Beautiful City - Seán Ó Sé

Поділитися
Вставка
  • Опубліковано 29 лис 2024

КОМЕНТАРІ • 15

  • @smileynoir
    @smileynoir Рік тому +4

    I discovered this song with 3 elders in my dormitory of the Cork University Hospital where I was in 2003... I was feeling sad and far from home so the 3 elders in front of my, my 3 chamber comrades, they start singing irish songs to me ! Very good souvenir !

    • @ruairiose7335
      @ruairiose7335  Рік тому

      Certain songs just instantly take you back to memorable moments in your life. It’s a tremendous thing.

  • @declantwomey7525
    @declantwomey7525 3 роки тому +3

    Beautiful thanks for sharing keep up the great work ☘️☘️☘️

  • @oliviaodolan6452
    @oliviaodolan6452 Рік тому +1

    A very clearvoice.

  • @knockanemore
    @knockanemore 4 роки тому +4

    Simply lovely!

  • @maureenmccarthy2796
    @maureenmccarthy2796 6 років тому +8

    Beautiful city my home by the lee love my city of cork love cork

  • @corkion
    @corkion 3 місяці тому

    what a voice

  • @dnhy7951
    @dnhy7951 3 роки тому +2

    I approve this song and I'm from Kerry!

  • @hannahwhelan3022
    @hannahwhelan3022 Рік тому

    Oh what nostalgia fair hill and fair field where we sported and played

  • @dungie69
    @dungie69 7 років тому +11

    Lyrics:
    I have sought to discover a haven of rest
    Where the sun sinks by night in the land of the West
    I have dwelt with the red man in green forest bowers
    O'er the wild rolling prairie bespangled with flowers
    I have hived to the north, where the hardy pine grows
    'Mid the wolf and the bear, and the bleak winter snows
    I have roamed through all climates, but none could I see
    Like the green hills of Cork and my home by the Lee
    Chorus
    Beautiful city, charming and pretty
    Beautiful city, my home by the Lee
    I have slumbered in palm groves by clear running streams
    And the wild groves of Blarney come haunting my dreams
    I have listened to bells on the soft summer wind
    But the sweet bells of Shandon were dear to my mind
    I have mixed in gay dances my sorrows to hide
    But there's none like the maiden that's now by my side
    There is nought in the land of the slave or the free
    Like the green hills of Cork and my home by the Lee
    Chorus
    The bold feudal castles look down on the Rhine
    That flows through the land of the olive and vine
    There is freedom and health in the fresh mountain breeze
    That careers round the home of the brave Tyrolese
    There is beauty and love in all spots of the earth
    To the heart that can call it the land of its birth
    But of all the fair countries, the dearest to me
    Are the green hills of Cork and my home by the Lee
    Chorus

  • @Huseberry
    @Huseberry 6 років тому +1

    Also listen to Pat Connery beautiful version

  • @markferris3456
    @markferris3456 5 років тому +1

    N