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• Artiste: Harry Belafonte
• Titre: Danny Boy
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A time, a time of strife The place, the place is Ireland This Irish legend had it And the last rose of summer fell and all the young men of Ireland Were together to stake a blow For Ireland?s freedom and Ireland?s liberty There' songs for those who stayed at home and songs for those who went away and all o'er Ireland were sad Oh Danny boy the pipes the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountain side The summer's gone and all the roses falling It's you it's 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 It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny Boy I'll love you so But if you fall as all the flowers are dying And you are dead as dead you well maybe I'll come and fine the place where you are laying And kneel and say an Ave there for thee