Вступление ------------------------------------------ BRING THEM HOME - Paddy McGuigan ------------------------------------------ D G Hear it ring on the air. A D It's the voice of my country so fair G Can't you feel, can't you see A D Irishmen will set them free D A In the jail that held McSweeney D In the prison where he died A Lies the daughters of old Ireland G A D And they fill my heart with pride A D For I know that England wishes G A That we'd let them die alone D G But all the voices of old Ireland A D Cries for us to bring them home Hear it ring... Twas the love of dear old Ireland Brought them to a prison hell But the ghosts of Pearse and Connolly Filled their lonely prison cell Clarke and Plunkett stand beside them Mc Donagh Mc Dermot and Wolfe Tone And all the voices of old Ireland Cry for us to bring them home Hear it ring... So I pray you men of Ireland Dont betray our daughters true Proudly stand beside our heroes Lest they die for me and you Though the tyrant would deny us We can break their hearts of stone And all of Ireland will be singing When we bring our daughters home Hear it ring...
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