I'm Going Back کے بول

There was a stand of oak trees beside my father's house The wind blew through the leaves, I can hear it now The smell of hay just stacked in the back field Glowing gold in the summer heat In the softness of the rain I can hear us laugh again Chorus: Wake, my heart, play the Bucks of Oranmore Shake my mind, put the devil in the bow once more Fray the hair, bend the note, lift the dancer's feet I'm going, I'm gone, I'm going back to Ireland You were the King of Dublin, and I was your Queen Maeve We ran headlong through the fields, we knew every lane We knew the land had a wisdom of its own Laying back on ancient stone We heard the River Shannon sing And we were never gonna leave (Chorus) Through the tangled grass near the gorse We would sit and plot our course Back when my thoughts were so clear Back in time when you were here (Chorus) I'm going back I'm going back I'm going back