Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From Glenn to Glenn and down the mountain side. The summer´s gone, and all the flowers are dying. ´Tis you, ´tis you must go, and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer´s in the meadow. or when the valley´s hushed and white with snow. ´Tis I´ll be there in Sunshine or in Shadow Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying And I am dead, as dead I well may be. You´ll come and find the place where I am lying. And kneel and say an "Ave" for me.
And I shall hear, tho´ soft you tread above me And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be. If you´ll not fail to tell me that you love me And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me. And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.