The cold winds from the mountains are calling soft to me,
The smell of scented heather brings bitter memories.
The wild and lonely eagle up in the summer sky,
Flies high o'er Shanagolden, where my young Willie lies.
I met him in the winter time when snow was on the ground,
The Irish hills were peaceful and love was all around.
Scarcely twenty-one years, a young man in his prime,
We were married, darling Willie by the eve of Christmas time.
By the fields of Shanagolden on a lonely winter's night,
Do you remember darling,when we walked the moonlight road,
I held you in my arms, love, I would never let you go.
Our hands they were entwined my love all in the pale moonlight,
By the fields of Shanagolden,on a lonely winters night.
Then came the call to arms dear,and the hills they were aflamed,
Down from the silent mountains, the Saxon strangers came,
I held you in my arms love,my young heart wild with fear,
By the fields of Shanagolden,in the spring time of the year.
You fought them, darling Willie, all through the summer days.
I heard the rifles firing in the mountains far away
I held you in my arms love, your blood ran free and bright,
And you died in Shanagolden, on a lonely summer's night.
But that was long ago, dear, and your son grows fine and tall;
The hills they are at peace again, the Saxon strangers gone.
We'll place a red rose on your grave by the silvery pale moonlight,
And we'll dream of Shanagolden on a lonely winter's night
- 专辑：TAS: The Absolute Sound 2009
- 歌手：Various Artists
- 歌曲：Shanagolden
