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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rafa Bocero
Rafa Bocero
Producer
Felip Carbonell
Felip Carbonell
Producer
Brian Mcdonagh
Brian Mcdonagh
Recording Engineer
Magic Room Sligo Irlanda
Magic Room Sligo Irlanda
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

When I play on my fiddle in Dooney
Folk dance like a wave of the sea
My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet
My brother in Mocharabuiee
I passed my brother and my cousin
They read in their books of prayer
I read in my book of songs
I bought at the Sligo fair
When we come at the end of time
To Peter sitting in state
He will smile on the three old spirits
But call me first through the gate
For the good are always the merry
Save by an evil chance
And the merry love the fiddle
And the merry love to dance
And when the folk there spy me
They will all come up to me
With "Here is the fiddler of Dooney!"
And dance like a wave of the sea
For the good are always the merry
Save by an evil chance
And the merry love the fiddle
And the merry love to dance
Al tocar mi violín en Córdoba
La gente baila como olas del mar
Porque los buenos son siempre alegres
Salvo algún maligno azar
Written by: William Butler Yeats
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