The Faughan Side
Journey Along the Faughan: A Tapestry of Love and Longing
Lyrics
A stream like a crystal it runs down
A stream, clear as crystal, flows down.
It's plainly to be seen
It's clearly visible and evident.
And it's there you'll find the Irish oak
Here, you'll discover the Irish oak adorned with ivy green.
Trimmed with the ivy green
Symbolizing Irish pride and heritage.
Where the shamrock, rose, the thistle grow
Where shamrocks, roses, and thistles flourish, along with lilies.
The lily too beside
The coexistence of different symbols of Ireland.
There flourish all together, boys
Various elements thrive harmoniously along the Faughan side.
Along the Faughan side
Emphasizing the beauty and unity along the Faughan river.
It's just three miles from Derry
The distance from Derry to Drumahoe is just three miles.
To the bridge at Drumahoe
Referring to a bridge at Drumahoe.
It's there I've spent some happy days
Recalling joyful moments in the past.
In the days of long ago
Nostalgia for days gone by.
Where the lads do sport, the fair maids a-court
Describing activities of young men and women.
And small fish gently glide
Painting a picture of peaceful scenes with gliding small fish.
In the blooming Spring, the small birds sing
Highlighting the beauty of spring with singing birds.
Along the Faughan side
All these scenes unfold along the Faughan side.
Well if you could see this lovely place
Portraying the loveliness of the place, especially in summer.
All in the summertime
Every bush and tree is vibrant and lively.
Each bush, each tree there looks so gay
Meadows are in their prime, adding to the visual appeal.
Each meadow in its prime
Evoking a sense of nature's beauty.
Where the blackbird and the golden thrush
Referencing birds like blackbirds and golden thrush with joyful tunes.
They tune their notes so gay
Adding to the overall harmony of the surroundings.
But still I have a notion of
Expressing a desire or inclination to go to America.
Going to Amerikay
Leaving this beautiful place is saddening.
Oh, the leaving of this lovely place
The departure pains the heart deeply.
It grieves my heart full sore
Leaving one's true love is even more distressing.
But the leaving of my own true love
Parting from the beloved is a profound sorrow.
It grieves me ten times more
The thought of leaving true love is ten times more heartbreaking.
And if ever I return again
If there's a return, the intention is to marry the beloved.
It's her I'll make my bride
Expressing commitment to making the beloved a spouse.
And I'll roll her in my arms, me boys
Envisioning an intimate embrace along the Faughan side.
Along the Faughan side
Reiterating the emotional connection to the Faughan river.
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