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, It's you, it's 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, It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow, Oh, Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so! But when ye come, and all the flow'rs are dying, If I am dead, as dead I well may be, Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me; And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me, And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, For you will bend and tell me that you love me, And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
- by Frederick E. Weatherly (1848 - 1929), "Danny Boy" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Benjamin C. S. Boyle , "Danny boy", op. 32, published 2014. [voice and piano] [text not verified]
- by Frederick E. Weatherly (1848 - 1929), "Danny Boy" [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title 1: "Danny Boy", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- IRI Irish (Gaelic) [singable] (Osborn Joseph Bergin) , title 1: "Maidin i mBéarra"
Researcher for this text: Robert Grady
This text was added to the website: 2004-06-13
Line count: 16
Word count: 152