[00:03.886]I sat within a valley green;
[00:17.039]I sat me with my true love.
[00:17.289]My heartie strove the two between,
[00:24.811]The old love and the new love, -
[00:30.827]The old for her, the new that made
[00:35.592]Me think on Ireland dearly,
[00:42.114]While soft the wind blew down the glade
[00:56.044]And shook the golden barley.
[00:57.047]
[00:59.304]T'was hard the woeful words to frame
[01:05.323]To break the ties that bound us;
[01:10.339]But harder still to bear the shame
[01:16.356]Of foreign chains around us.
[01:21.873]And so I said, "The mountain glen
[01:26.640]I'll seek at morning early!"
[01:32.911]While soft the wind blew down the glade
[01:45.166]And shook the golden barley.
[01:45.417]
[01:47.172]T'was sad I kissed away her tears,
[01:53.192]My fond arms 'round her flinging.
[01:58.460]The foeman's shot burst on our ears,
[02:04.728]From out the wildwood ringing, -
[02:09.744]A bullet pierced my true love's side
[02:14.761]In life's young spring so early,
[02:21.031]And on my breast in blood she died
[02:27.555]While soft winds shook the barley!
[02:32.822]
[03:06.678]But blood for blood without remorse,
[03:12.695]I've ta'en at Oulart Hollow.
[03:17.962]I've lain my true love's clay-cold corpse
[03:24.233]Where I for soon must follow;
[03:29.244]Around her grave I've wandered drear,
[03:34.261]Noon, night and morning early,
[03:40.528]With breaking heart whene'er I hear
[03:46.180]The wind that shakes the barley!
[04:03.000]The wind that shakes the barley!