In the emerald fields where whispers dance,
Love blooms in every tender glance.
The skies above, a sapphire hue,
Reflect the depth of feelings true.

Beneath the ancient oaks so grand,
We walk together, hand in hand.
The river’s song, a soft caress,
Enchants us with its timelessness.

The hills embrace, in silent grace,
Our hearts entwined in this sweet place.
A love that spans both time and space,
In Ireland’s arms, we find our trace.

Let winds of fate blow where they may,
Our love will never fade away.
For in the land of shamrocks green,
We’ve found a love that’s evergreen.