作词 : Frederick Weatherly

作曲 : Frederick Weatherly

Oh Danny Boy，the pipes, the pipes are calling

From glen to glen and down the mountain side

The summer's gone, and all the roses falling

'Tis you, 'tis you, must go, and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow

And I'll be here in Sunshine or in Shadow

Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so

But if you come, and all the flowers are dying

And I am dead, as dead I well may be

You'll come and find the place where I am lying

And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me

And I will feel, tho tears passion above me

And then my grave will richer, sweeter be

And you'll bend down and tell me that you love me

And I will rest in peace until you come to me