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.