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• Artiste: Gaelic Storm
• Titre: Where E're You Go
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From the Burren to the Cliffs of Moher The farmlands to the factory floor From the streets of Cork to your front door From my heart and soul to your golden shore From the prison cell to the stony wall The ceili dance to the barroom brawl From the Giant's Steps to Baltimore The parliament to the old church hall I can be so near, I can be so far Where ever you go, well, there you are From an empty nest to a wedding bed To the working wage for the daily bread The ghosts, flesh, the bone and blood The famine, fear, the frost and flood The slate, the stone and the granite gray The soft, green fields just slipped away The hedgerows and the silver streams Now live inside my thoughts and dreams I can be so near, I can be so far Where ever you go, well, there you are From your summer dress to your silken hair The slightest touch at the harvest fair The beating veins of a trembling hand To a coffin ship from the stolen land From a last goodbye near the lightning tree To a love that lies beneath an angry sea The melting snow to the summer breeze November frost and the falling leaves I can be so near, I can be so far Where ever you go, well, there you are From your father’s field to the castle keep From the hungry night of restless sleep In heaven’s name, a promise given A pain forgot but not forgiven The dead of night to the birth of morn The Milky Way to the blinking dawn The stars, the moon, the hours pass Like sand inside the hour glass I can be so near, I can be so far Where ever you go, well, there you are From the Burren to the Cliffs of Moher The farm lands to the factory floor From the streets of Cork to your front door From my heart and soul to your golden shore From the prison cell to the stony wall The ceili dance to the barroom brawl From the Giant's Steps to Baltimore The parliament to the old church hall I can be so near, I can be so far Where ever you go, well, there you are Where ever you go, well, there you are I can be so near, I can be so far Where ever you go, well, there you are Where ever you go, well, there you are Where ever you go, well, there you are Where ever you go, well, there you are Where ever you go, well, there you are...