Irish folk song - Rising Of The Moon | Текст песни

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• Irish folk song
• Rising Of The Moon

\"O then, tell me Sean O'Farrell,
Tell me why you hurry so\"
\"Hush, me Bouchall, hush and listen\"
And his cheeks were all aglow
I bear orders from the captain
Get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together
By the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon
For the pikes must be together
By the rising of the moon

\"O then, tell me Sean O'Farrell,
Where the gathering is to be\"
In the old spot by the river
Right well known to you and me
One more word for signal token,
Whistle up the marchin' tune
With your pike upon your shoulder
By the rising of the moon\"

By the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon
With your pike upon your shoulder
By the rising of the moon

Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes
Were watching through that night
Many a manly heart was throbbing
For the blessed warning light
Murmurs passed along the valleys
Like the banshee's lonely croon
And a thousand blades were flashing
At the rising of the moon

At the rising of the moon
At the rising of the moon
And a thousand blades were flashing
At the rising of the moon

There beside the singing river
That dark mass of men were seen
Far above the shining weapons
Hung their own beloved green
Death to every foe and traitor
Forward, strike the marching tune
And hurrah, my boys, for freedom
Tis the rising of the moon.

Tis the rising of the moon
Tis the rising of the moon
And hurrah, my boys, for freedom,
Tis the rising of the moon

Well, they fought for poor old Ireland,
And full bitter was their fate
Oh what glorious pride and sorrow
Fills the name of ninety eight
Yes, thank God, e'en still are beating hearts
In manhood's burning noon
Who would follow in their footsteps
At the rising of the moon

At the rising of the moon
At the rising of the moon
Who would follow in their footsteps
At the rising of the moon