Danny Boy ダニー・ボーイ 

Oh,Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The sun is gone and the roses falling
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide
But coming back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in a shadows
Oh,Danny boy, Danny boy,I'll miss you so

But if you fall as all the flowers are dying
And you are dead as dead you'll maybe
I'll come and find the place where you are lying
And kneel and say and are there for thee