La ballade Nord-Irlandaise

I wanted to plant an orange tree
Where the song will never see
Where the trees have never given
Anything but grenades that explode

To Derry, my beloved
On my boat, I sailed
I told the men who were fighting
I’m here to plant an orange tree

Let’s have a drink, let’s go fishing
No war can ever last
When beer and friendship
And music make us sing

Kill your gods forever
Under no cross does love thrive
It’s the men, not the priests
Who make the orange trees grow

I wanted to plant an orange tree
Where the song will never see
It bloomed and it bore
The sweet fruits of freedom