Une adaptation française personnelle de ce classique irlandais.
 

The Fields of Athenry

Orchestration ci-dessous pour chanter

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling 
« Michael, they have taken you away, 
For you stole Trevelyan’s corn, 
So the young might see the morn. 
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay. » 

CHORUS
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 prison wall, I heard a young man calling 
« Nothing matters, Mary, when you’re free 
Against the famine and the crown, 
I rebelled, they cut me down. 
Now you must raise our child with dignity. » CHORUS

By a lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star fall 
As the 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. CHORUS