He fought at Casino—she's proud of his glory Yet sadly she sings "Siubhail a Rúin" all the day Oh, come home my darling, come home to Finae At long years have passed till she's nigh broken-hearted Her reel and her rock and her flax she has parted She sails with the wild geese to Flanders away And leaves her poor parents alone in Finae Lord Clare on the field of Ramillies is charging Behind him the Cravats, their sections display Beside him rides Fergus and he shouts for Finae On the slopes of La Judoigne the Frenchmen are flying Lord Clare and his squadrons the foe still defying Outnumbered and wounded retreat in array And bleeding rides Fergus and he thinks of Finae In the cloisters of Ypres a banner is swaying And by it a pale weeping maiden is praying That flag's the sole trophy of Ramillies' fray This nun is poor Eily, the flower of Finae
[00:39.85]He fought at Casino—she's proud of his glory [00:48.69]Yet sadly she sings "Siubhail a Rúin" all the day [00:58.19]Oh, come home my darling, come home to Finae [01:12.63]At long years have passed till she's nigh broken-hearted [01:20.94]Her reel and her rock and her flax she has parted [01:30.42]She sails with the wild geese to Flanders away [01:39.39]And leaves her poor parents alone in Finae [01:51.17]Lord Clare on the field of Ramillies is charging [02:00.20]Behind him the Cravats, their sections display [02:09.37]Beside him rides Fergus and he shouts for Finae [02:31.65]On the slopes of La Judoigne the Frenchmen are flying [02:40.71]Lord Clare and his squadrons the foe still defying [02:49.07]Outnumbered and wounded retreat in array [02:59.52]And bleeding rides Fergus and he thinks of Finae [03:15.45]In the cloisters of Ypres a banner is swaying [03:24.47]And by it a pale weeping maiden is praying [03:35.69]That flag's the sole trophy of Ramillies' fray [03:45.47]This nun is poor Eily, the flower of Finae
