[00:39.85] | He fought at Casino—she's proud of his glory |
[00:48.69] | Yet sadly she sings "Siubhail a Rúin" all the day |
[00:58.19] | Oh, come home my darling, come home to Finae |
[01:12.63] | At long years have passed till she's nigh broken-hearted |
[01:20.94] | Her reel and her rock and her flax she has parted |
[01:30.42] | She sails with the wild geese to Flanders away |
[01:39.39] | And leaves her poor parents alone in Finae |
[01:51.17] | Lord Clare on the field of Ramillies is charging |
[02:00.20] | Behind him the Cravats, their sections display |
[02:09.37] | Beside him rides Fergus and he shouts for Finae |
[02:31.65] | On the slopes of La Judoigne the Frenchmen are flying |
[02:40.71] | Lord Clare and his squadrons the foe still defying |
[02:49.07] | Outnumbered and wounded retreat in array |
[02:59.52] | And bleeding rides Fergus and he thinks of Finae |
[03:15.45] | In the cloisters of Ypres a banner is swaying |
[03:24.47] | And by it a pale weeping maiden is praying |
[03:35.69] | That flag's the sole trophy of Ramillies' fray |
[03:45.47] | This nun is poor Eily, the flower of Finae |
[00:39.85] | He fought at Casino she' s proud of his glory |
[00:48.69] | Yet sadly she sings " Siubhail a Ru in" all the day |
[00:58.19] | Oh, come home my darling, come home to Finae |
[01:12.63] | At long years have passed till she' s nigh brokenhearted |
[01:20.94] | Her reel and her rock and her flax she has parted |
[01:30.42] | She sails with the wild geese to Flanders away |
[01:39.39] | And leaves her poor parents alone in Finae |
[01:51.17] | Lord Clare on the field of Ramillies is charging |
[02:00.20] | Behind him the Cravats, their sections display |
[02:09.37] | Beside him rides Fergus and he shouts for Finae |
[02:31.65] | On the slopes of La Judoigne the Frenchmen are flying |
[02:40.71] | Lord Clare and his squadrons the foe still defying |
[02:49.07] | Outnumbered and wounded retreat in array |
[02:59.52] | And bleeding rides Fergus and he thinks of Finae |
[03:15.45] | In the cloisters of Ypres a banner is swaying |
[03:24.47] | And by it a pale weeping maiden is praying |
[03:35.69] | That flag' s the sole trophy of Ramillies' fray |
[03:45.47] | This nun is poor Eily, the flower of Finae |
[00:39.85] | He fought at Casino she' s proud of his glory |
[00:48.69] | Yet sadly she sings " Siubhail a Rú in" all the day |
[00:58.19] | Oh, come home my darling, come home to Finae |
[01:12.63] | At long years have passed till she' s nigh brokenhearted |
[01:20.94] | Her reel and her rock and her flax she has parted |
[01:30.42] | She sails with the wild geese to Flanders away |
[01:39.39] | And leaves her poor parents alone in Finae |
[01:51.17] | Lord Clare on the field of Ramillies is charging |
[02:00.20] | Behind him the Cravats, their sections display |
[02:09.37] | Beside him rides Fergus and he shouts for Finae |
[02:31.65] | On the slopes of La Judoigne the Frenchmen are flying |
[02:40.71] | Lord Clare and his squadrons the foe still defying |
[02:49.07] | Outnumbered and wounded retreat in array |
[02:59.52] | And bleeding rides Fergus and he thinks of Finae |
[03:15.45] | In the cloisters of Ypres a banner is swaying |
[03:24.47] | And by it a pale weeping maiden is praying |
[03:35.69] | That flag' s the sole trophy of Ramillies' fray |
[03:45.47] | This nun is poor Eily, the flower of Finae |