Somebody cried the death of culture
Somebody spit in a little boy's face
Somebody said you robbed my homeland
Somebody got the wrong impression
So we came across the water
>From the shores of the isle of green
Speaking seperate tongues
In the death of culture
Somebody said you stole my language
Some people will say anything
Somebody said you robbed my heritage
Some people will believe anything
Somebody said you always spoke English
Somebody got the wrong impression
So we came across the water
>From the shores of the isle of green
Speaking separate tongues
In the death of culture
It was the death of culture
It was the death of culture
Bhi machree
Ohin trasna na farraige
Bhi machree
Ohin trasna na farraige
So we came across the water
>From the shores of the isle of green
So we came across the water
Speaking seperate tongues
In the death of cultureLATE AT NIGHT
I woke up late at night
and everyone's staring at me
so I thought that was just a dream
but hey! I could feel their legs
so I went up
higher than you've never been
I waited 'till the sun went down
but I'm still here
And if you turn on the lights
they'll see the gas
and if you turn on the lights
they'll know about my plans
I could see the trees
and I know they also saw me
we all were going back and forth
like we moved with the wind
it was not bad
but listen, do you know who I am?
if you ache I lose weight
I rather be fat again
And if you turn on the lights
they'll see the gas
and if you turn on the lights
they'll know about my plans
it's just a matter of time
that they are back