IN GLENCULLEN
Thrush, linnet, stare and wren,Brown lark beside the sun,Take thought of kestril, sparrow-hawk,Birdlime and roving gun.You great-great-grand-childrenOf birds I’ve listened to,I think I robbed your ancestorsWhen I was young as you.
Thrush, linnet, stare and wren,Brown lark beside the sun,Take thought of kestril, sparrow-hawk,Birdlime and roving gun.You great-great-grand-childrenOf birds I’ve listened to,I think I robbed your ancestorsWhen I was young as you.
Thrush, linnet, stare and wren,Brown lark beside the sun,Take thought of kestril, sparrow-hawk,Birdlime and roving gun.
Thrush, linnet, stare and wren,
Brown lark beside the sun,
Take thought of kestril, sparrow-hawk,
Birdlime and roving gun.
You great-great-grand-childrenOf birds I’ve listened to,I think I robbed your ancestorsWhen I was young as you.
You great-great-grand-children
Of birds I’ve listened to,
I think I robbed your ancestors
When I was young as you.