In fields of green where shamrocks grow,
The heart of Ireland beats with a gentle flow,
Among the hills and rivers wide,
An Irish family stands side by side.

With stories told by fireside’s glow,
Of ancient myths and tales of woe,
They pass down through each generation,
A legacy of love and dedication.

The laughter shared, the tears they’ve cried,
Bind them together, far and wide,
Through trials faced and joys embraced,
Their unity remains interlaced.

From dawn’s light to twilight’s end,
The bond of family cannot bend,
In every heart, the Irish pride,
An eternal flame that will never subside.