This is a little similar to 'A Song For Ireland', in that it too is written by an Englishman

Ireland To Me.

I dream of a country, far over the sea
I dream of its people, united and free
I dream of a land, that I've yet to see
Thanks to all those who've brought Ireland to me

I've worked with you daily, gone with you to school
A different way but still nobody's fool
Our languages too, seem to hold us apart
Mine speaks from the head, yours speaks from the heart

I've seen all the passions, that in those eyes burn
The pain of those, who will never return
A pride in a home land, that I'll never share
Divisions 'known' only, to those who live there

I dream of a country, far over the sea
I dream of its people, united and free
I dream of a land, that I've yet to see
Thanks to all those who've brought Ireland to me

I hear songs of your heroes, wars lost and won
But my thoughts are with those, whose song is unsung
Just in the wrong place and at the wrong time
Nameless martyrs, cut down in their prime

Their tragedies mean nothing, lost daughters and sons
If we all let the madness, go on and on
Time to look to the future, not to live in the past
Let the guns now fall silent, and make sure it will last

I dream of a country, far over the sea
I dream of its people, united and free
I dream of a land, that I've yet to see
Thanks to all those who've brought Ireland to me

Roger Gall 2000

With special thanks to Lonesome Ernie Johnson, Kevin McGrath and the Keeper of the Book