ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seán Keane
Seán Keane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Broderick
Broderick
Songwriter
Cannon/Keane
Cannon/Keane
Songwriter

歌詞

The wind makes music as it whistles through
The hand made winding walls around our home
The huddled hawthorn plays a lonesome tune
The skylark sings aloft and all alone
The grasses in the meadow, the starlings in the sky
the children rhyming poems of long ago
All part of nature's little symphony
The reason the music's in our souls
The cymbals of the crashing waves at sea
rolling towards a Connemara shore
The soothing song of rivers running free
proclaiming love from those who've gone before
The rhythm of the raindrops
on the window of my room
As the fiddles weave a tune so soft below
All part of nature's little symphony
The reason the music's in our souls
No matter how far or near
We will all hold them dear
The songs, the tunes, the Celtic rhythm's call
Whenever those clouds draw near
That darkness we sometimes fear
Just let the music reach into your soul
That powerful song unites us one and all
Our parents toiled to nature's simple song
Believing in the beauty of their dreams
Friendships born to last a whole life long
Bound in music running through like streams
And when we travel lightly
In search of dreams and hope
our music is a parting gift to all
All part of nature's little symphony
The reason the music's in our souls
No matter how far or near
We will all hold them dear
The songs, the tunes, the Celtic rhythm's call
Whenever those clouds draw near
That darkness we sometimes fear
Just let the music reach into your soul
That powerful song unites us one and all
No matter how far or near
We will all hold them dear
The songs, the tunes, the Celtic rhythm's call
Whenever those clouds draw near
That darkness we sometimes fear
Just let the music reach into your soul
That powerful song unites us one and all
Written by: Broderick, Cannon/Keane
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