CHORUS
Earth scorched in the wind, moors of stones
Around the lakes, it's a bit of hell for the living
Connemara
Black clouds
Who come from the north color the earth
The lakes, the rivers
This is the setting of Connemara
The following spring, the Irish sky was at peace
Maureen dove naked into a lake in Connemara
Sean Kelly said: "I'm Catholic, so is Maureen!"
The granite church in Limerick, Maureen said yes
From Tipperary, Barry-Connely and from Galway
They arrived in the county of Connemara
There were the Connors, the O'Connollys, the Flahertys from the Ring of Kerry
And enough to drink for three days and two nights!
Over there in Connemara
We know the price of silence
Over there in Connemara
They say that life is madness
And that madness is danceable
CHORUS
We still live there in the time of Gaels and Cromwell
To the rhythm of the rains and the sun, to the footsteps of the horses
We still believe in it to the monsters of the lakes, which we see swimming
Certain summer evenings and diving again for eternity
We still see men from elsewhere coming to seek
Rest for the soul and for the heart, a taste of better
We still believe that the day will come, it is very close
When the Irish will make peace around the Cross
Over there in Connemara
We know the price of war
Over there in Connemara
We do not accept the peace of the Welsh
Nor that of the kings of England

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