O Stor Mo Chroi

A stór mo chroí
When you're far away
Far from the land you'll be leaving
It's many a time by night and by day
That your heart will be surely grieving

For the stranger's land
May be bright and fair
And rich in its treasures golden

But you'll pine I know
For long, long ago
And the love that is never olden

A stór mo chroí
When the evening's mist
Over mountain and sea is falling
Won't you turn a stór
To erin's shore

And the one that
You're leaving behind you

For the sound of a voice
That is surely miss
For somebody's quick returning

A ruin, a ruin
Oh, won't you come back soon
To the ones who will always love you

A stór mo chroí
When you're far away
Far from the land you'll be leaving

For the stranger's land
May be bright and fair
And rich in its treasures golden

But you'll pine I know
For the long, long ago
And the love that is never olden

A stór mo chroí
Far from the land you'll be leaving
It's many a time
That your heart will be surely grieving

A stór mo chroí
Far from the land you'll be leaving
It's many a time