To know the land
To feel the land
Its tributes running through my veins

With head and heart
All filled up
By stone and green mountain top

To yearn to roll
In riverines
The caress of meandering hills and valleys

To long to melt
Right in to
The real life paradise before my eyes

Ireland
Why do I know you

Ireland
Why do I cry

Ireland
Why do I love you

As though you were ever my home