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Walking all the day,

by tall towers where falcons build their nests

In silver wings they fly,

they know the call of freedom in their breasts

Saw Black Head against the sky,

where twisted rocks may run down to the sea

Living on your Western shore,

saw summer sunsets, I asked for more,

I stood by your Atlantic Sea,

and I sang a song for Ireland

Drinking all the day,

in old pubs where fiddlers love to play

Saw one touch the bow,

he played a reel which seemed so grand and gay

I stood on Dingle Beach and cast,

in wild foam we found Atlantic bass,

Living on your Western shore,

saw summer sunsets, I asked for more,

I stood by your Atlantic Sea,

and I sang a song for Ireland

Laughing all the day,

with true friends who try to make you stay

Telling jokes and news,

and singing songs to while the time away,

We watched the Galway salmon run,

like silver dancing, darting in the sun

Living on your Western shore,

saw summer sunsets, I asked for more,

I stood by your Atlantic Sea,

and I sang a song for Ireland

Dreaming in the night,

I saw a land where no one had to fight

And waking in your dawn,

I saw you crying in the morning light

Sleeping where the falcons fly,

they twist and turn all in your air-blue sky

Living on your Western shore,

saw summer sunsets, I asked for more,

I stood by your Atlantic Sea,

and I sang a song for Ireland