كلمات Ireland

If I could trace the ocean's face, ride the waves full of grace The joyful sound of happiness The white winged dove I caress Dream beneath the wings of love in the floodlight of the Moon above I kneel before the heavenly waters I will go where Wherever you may be Beautiful and rising To me And I will go running Heady and free I will go with you Wherever you may be I will go where no man treads, where magic dreams and jewelled streams Hold the key that I believe is wealth to me Slip into a stranger's hands The ancient wonder of the land I love from birth to heavenly waters I will go where Wherever you may be Beautiful and rising To me I will go running Heady and free I will go with you Wherever you may be These things These pathways worn These moments Held...