The Fields of Athenry

Pete St. John

Originale

Adattamento musicale italiano di Lerenard Etlours

THE FIELDS OF ATHENRY By the lonely prison wall. I heard a young girl calling Michael they are taking you away, For you stole Trevelyan's corn. So the young might see the morn. Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay. Low, lie the fields of Athenry, Where once we watched the small free birds fly. Our love was on the wing, We had dreams and songs to sing. It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. By the lonely prison wall. I heard a young man calling Nothing matters Mary when you're free, Against the famine and the Crown I rebelled they ran me down Now you must raise our child with dignity. Low, lie the fields of Athenry, Where once we watched the small free birds fly. Our love was on the wing, We had dreams and songs to sing. It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. By a lonely harbour wall She watched the last star falling And that prison ship sailed out against the sky Sure she'll wait and hope and pray For her love in Botany Bay It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. Low, lie the fields of Athenry, Where once we watched the small free birds fly. Our love was on the wing, We had dreams and songs to sing. It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

I CAMPI DI ATHENRY Sotto il carcere in città Ho udito una donna supplicar Michael devi chiedere pietà Hai rubato il grano al re Per sfamare i figli e me Nella baia una galera ti attende già Torna da me a Athenry Sopra i verdi campi dove ti amai Sulle ali il nostro amor Dentro il canto sogni e stupor Vago sola per i campi di Athenry Dentro il carcere in città Ho udito un uomo consolar Niente conta Mary, che la tua libertà Per sfidar la carestia Pago al re con la prigionia Ora cresci i nostri figli con dignità Giù al porto di città Lei guardava le stelle tramontar E la nave che spariva dentro il mar ogni giorno prega e spera Vive e attende alla scogliera Vaga sola per i campi di Athenry