โหลดเพลง mp3 How Are Things in Glocca Morra? / Heather On the Hill (from "Finian's Rainbow / Brigadoon") - Barbra Streisand

I hear a bird
Londonderry bird
It well maybe he's bringing me a cheering word

I hear a breeze
A river Shannon breeze
It well maybe its followed me across the sea

Then tell me please

How are things in Glocca Morra
Is that little brook still leaping there
Does it still run down to donny cove
Through Kenny banks Kilcarrey and Kildare

How are things in glocca morra
Is that willow tree still weeping there
Does that laddy with the twinklin' eye
Come whistling by
And does he walk away
Sad and dreamy there
Not to see me there

So I ask each weeping willow
And each brook along the way
And each lad that comes a whistling
To relay

How are things in Glocca Morra
This fine day

The mist of May is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holdin' still
So take my hand and let's go roamin'
Through the heather on the hill
The mornin' dew is blinking yonder
There's lazy music in the air
And all I want to do is wander

Through the heather on the hill
There may be other days as rich and rare
There may be other springs as full and fare
But they won't be the same
They'll come and go
But this I must know
How are things in Glocca Morra
Is that laddy calling to relay
Can we meet in Glocca Morra
Some fine day
Some fine day