Far off in the sea is Marlena,
A land of shades and streams,
A land of many delights,
Dark and bold, thy shores, Marlena;
But green, and timorous, thy soft knolls,
Crouching behind the woodlands.
All shady thy hills; all gleaming thy springs,
Like eyes in the earth looking at you.
How charming thy haunts, Marlena!--
Oh, the waters that flow through Onimoo;
Oh, the leaves that rustle through Ponoo:
Oh, the roses that blossom in Tarma.
Come, and see the valley of Vina:
How sweet, how sweet, the Isles from Hina:
'Tis aye afternoon of the full, full moon,
And ever the season of fruit,
And ever the hour of flowers,
And never the time of rains and gales,
All in and about Marlena.
Soft sigh the boughs in the stilly air,
Soft lap the beach the billows there;
And in the woods or by the streams,
You needs must nod in the Land of Dreams.

Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
Fair is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
But my love is fairer than any

Come over the hills my bonny Irish lass
come over the hills to your darling
You choose the rose love and I'll make the vow
And I'll be your true love forever

Chorus

'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
When the moon and the stars, they were shining
The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair
And she swore she'd be my love forever

Chorus

It's not for the parting that my sister grieves
It's not for the loss of my mother
It's all for the loss of my bonny Irish lass
That my heart is breaking forever

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