I was born in Londonderry.
I was born in Derry City
Too. Oh what a special child!
To see such things and still to smile.

I knew that there was something wrong
But I kept my head down and carried on.

I grew up in Enniskillen.
I grew up in Inis Ceithleann
Too. Oh what a clever boy!
To watch your hometown be destroyed.

I knew that I could not stay long
So I kept my head down and carried on.

Who cares where national borders lie?
Who cares whose laws you’re governed by?
Who cares what name you call a town?
Who’ll care when you’re six feet beneath the ground?

From the corner of my eye
A hint of blue in the black sky,
A ray of hope, a beam of light,
An end to thirty years of night.

The church-bells ring,
The children sing.
What is this strange and beautiful thing?
It’s the sunrise.
Can you see the sunrise?
I can see the sunrise.
It’s the sun rising.