Alba s touto skladbou:
Všem se nalejvá (The Hogs & Vacláv Koubek),
There’s a dear little isle on the western ocean
an island of purity, holy and grand
its name fills its daughters and sons with emotion
when heard on the shores of a far distant land
I love every blade of grass green on your mountains
every leaf on your trees, every rock on your strand
I love your green hills and your murmuring fountains
I love you a cushla, my own dear native land
This Ireland God bless her, the birth place of heroes
the home of the patriots, warriors and sage
of bards and of chieftains, whose names live in stories
may they live forever on history’s page
I love every blade of grass green on your mountains
every leaf on your trees, every rock on your strand
I love your green hills and your murmuring fountains
I love you a cushla, my own dear native land
You once was a proud and glorious nation
your name and your fame was known throughout the world
till misfortune came over you and sad desolation
and the emerald banner in slavery unfurled
I love every blade of grass green on your mountains
every leaf on your trees, every rock on your strand
I love your green hills and your murmuring fountains
I love you a cushla, my own dear native land
They tortured your children, despised your green bowers
they tried to exterminate you long long ago
but the Irish somehow are like wild creeping flowers
the faster you pluck them, the quicker they seem to grow
I love every blade of grass green on your mountains
every leaf on your trees, every rock on your strand
I love your green hills and your murmuring fountains
I love you a cushla, my own dear native land
