Oh My Brave Hearts - Chris De Burgh

Oh my brave hearts, we must leave this land tomorrow

We can’t live here anymore

And in the quiet hours, we talk before the dawn;

And the old hearts, they are calling from the shadows

Telling us we must not go, oh but we cannot fight

The power of the gun, to take away our land

They take it from our sons, swear it on my hands

We will return to run here like the wolf

And see the hunter’s moon, and watch our river flow

It’s not gone forever;

Oh my bold hearts, we will go down to the city

We will live by city light, but in the darkest hour

We’ll keep this fire alive;

We will grow strong, we will bring our wealth together

Never showing what we have

And when the time has come, we’ll reach out for the gun

Taking back our land, take it for our sons

Swear it on my hands

We will return to run here like the wolf

And see the hunter’s moon, and watch our river flow

We will return to touch the open sky

And see the eagle fly, and feel the morning rain

It’s not gone forever

We’re gonna come back…

We will return…