Testo di Seanchai

I wander through the hills, love, with poetry in my head Seanchai, Seanchai , Seanchai One sip of my poitin, love, and I can raise the dead Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai There's music in my voice, love, in every word I say Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai The uilleann pipes you'll hear, love, but they'll be far away Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai I'll let you hear my ancient craft, dear And all of your sorrows just fade away Leave the war, dear, outside my door, dear And all of your sorrows just fade away The fiddle coos the tattoo of the feet upon the floor Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai The wailing of the banshee outside my cabin door Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai I speak in Gaelic tongue, love and wisdom is my friend Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai When I am gone you'll never see the likes of me again Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai, Seanchai.