I really love this Song, not just the melody is beautiful, it's the content too, well the melody and so on is really amazing too, but I think the main thing is the content. I was in Ireland twice and want to go there again this year. When driving there I always heard and will hear again the High Kings ♥ Ireland is such a beautiful Land, and your Music describes it perfectly. Just saying... Thanks so much for 3 years of High Kings' Music!!! 😍💞
This song is beautiful. Just listening to it makes you think of the world as it *should* be: Boys turning into young men on the fields of hard-fought, but honest competition, fathers and mothers and siblings standing on the sidelines cheering them on with well-merited pride, and the old men enthralling the youngsters with their memories of the heroes of yesteryear. The world can change all it likes, they can pass all the laws they like, but somewhere, there is a land where Old Ireland still lives, and the well-worn Tradition plays out as it ever has. God Bless Ireland!
Fields of Glory Lyrics I was born in a country where people admire Their great sporting heroes and how they aspire To stand upon mountains and always be winners And never give less then their all I once met an old man who told me great stories Of legends of those who played hard for the glory And of lifting that cup in the moment of triumph His memory's kept me enthralled (Chorus) On the fields, the fields of glory On the fields, where boys become men On the fields, the fields of glory And may the best team win, win in the end Supporting our teem with a true sense of place Are the handfuls of people, the pride on their faces They come from the townlands, the parish, the village Their banners, they proudly unfurl An anthem of hope is the song they are singing There's a wistle, it sounds and the game it begins And the roar of the croud echos up to the Heavens It sends out a clarion call (Chorus) I'm dreamin' of Ireland in fine summer weather A crowd of young lads playing football together All hoping that someday, the call they will answer To play for the place they were born (Chorus) I'm dreamin' of Ireland in fine summer weather A crowd of young lads playing football together And the roar of the croud echos up to the Heavens It sends out a clarion call
@@Ryan-mech-muffin Its about young lads becoming men playing Gailec football and hurling. Not soccer. But can understand the mix up. Suppose that this could near applyto any sport really
