Beneath the emerald skies we stand,
Our hearts entwined in Celtic land.
With every whisper, every glance,
We dance the timeless Irish dance.

The rolling hills, they know our name,
In every breeze, they sing our claim.
Through ancient woods and meadows wide,
Our love in Ireland will abide.

The lilt of Gaelic fills the air,
A melody beyond compare.
As we walk hand in hand,
Our spirits free in this fair land.

And when the stars light up the night,
Our love will shine, forever bright.
In Ireland, our hearts will stay,
Through each and every passing day.