Flight From Arran

Flight From Arran

By Paul McCann

Oh Dear Erin of the green fields I look out from here

underneath an overcast sky

and I see there’s a rainbow outside my window

and I think only if I could fly .

I could be like a dove of the Arran

and take leave to Erin’s green fields over there

and as sure as God is in heaven

I’d be free to ascend high above in the air .

Then over the heavenly fields of Erin ,
I could sing like a dove of the beauty

to the valleys and the fields there below me

where the sweet doves of Erin can be free  .

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