CITY OF CHICAGO

In the City of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal

Eighteen forty-seven
Was the year it all began
Deadly pains of hunger
Drove a million from this land
They journeyed not for glory
Their motive wasn't greed
A voyage of survival
Across the stormy sea

To the City of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal

Some of them knew fortune
Some of them knew fame
More of them knew hardship
They died upon the plains
They spread throughout the nation
They rode the railroad cars
Brought their songs and music
To ease their lonely hearts

To the City of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal

In the City of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal

Eighteen forty-seven
Was the year it all began
Deadly pains of hunger
Drove a million from this land

© 2005 LUKA BLOOM // www.lukabloom.com
(IMRO/MCPS Ireland)

Thíar i gcathair mhór Chicago
Is an oích' ag dul faoi scáth
Tá daoine ann ag smaointiú
Ar na sléibhte i nDún na nGall

An tráth sin, lár na haoise
Le linn an Ghorta Mhóir
Pianta gránna ocrais -
D'ímigh milliún lán le deor'
Gan saibhreas ar a n-intinn
Gan ghlóir ar bith taobh thiar
Ag streacailt 'is ag caoineadh
Báid Bhána ar an mhuir

Thíar i gcathair mhór Chicago
Is an oích' ag dul faoi scáth
Tá daoine ann ag smaointiú
Ar na sléibhte i nDún na nGall

Ar roinnt acu bhí saibhreas
Roinnt eile, clú is cáil
Bhí anró ann gan ghearán
Is cailleadh ar an máigh
Ag siúl ar fud na tíre
'S ar bhóithre iaraínn leo
Ag scaipeadh cheol a gcroíthe
'Tabhairt sochair dá gcuid bróin

Thíar i gcathair mhór Chicago
Is an oích' ag dul faoi scáth
Tá daoine ann ag smaointiú
Ar na sléibhte i nDún na nGall

© Foilsithe ag: Luka Bloom Music, Riartha ag IMRO