School: Meall an tSrutháin (roll number 2117)
- Location:
- Maulatrahane, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Dll. Ó Luasaigh
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0299, Page 119
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- I
Far away there [?] someone listening,
Far away a voice that never calls.
Far away there someone waiting.
Far a step that never fails.
It may be the golden Summer.
It may be the winter wind.
Spring or Summer, Autumn, Winter
Someone thinks of us to night
Far away a spray of ivy
Climbs around my cabin door.
Far away a robin red-breast
Singing as in the days of yore.
Far away a light is coming through a window.
Far away we are not forgotten.
Sometimes thinks of us to night.
II
Write to home and dear old mother,
Send my love to dear old dad
Tell them that I'm feeling happy.
Though at times I may feel sad.
Never tell the world your troubles.
Smiles are better far than tears,
Tell them that I will be home soon.
Though I may be away for years.
