Rose Betts - Irish Eyes (Official Lyric Video)

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My mother says I have Slavic eyes
Slavic eyes, Slavic eyes
Grey like the clouds in the winter skies
Like the tide of the sea that never dries
Like the tide of the past that never dies

FunwithCFS
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I love the idea of me being "a map of them all" -- not only by heritage, but also because we are made of everyone we love and the marks we leave on them. If your sister says you have a restless soul, that's who you are to her. I have no Irish or English in my blood at all, and I'm also not told I have traveling feet etc., but it's amazing how this song is so much about Rose Betts, and at the same time it's about everyone.

isasscoralick
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I want to sing this as a lullaby to my future children. I hope it will remind them to honor their heritage.

flutenanyidk
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My mother says I have Spanish eyes,
they go ever so gold under sunny skies,
but they are never so gold as when I let them smile.

kraljmaj
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My amma says my gaze holds a tale,
Indian grace, Indian grace,
My amma says my gaze holds a tale,
They gleam like stars beneath the night's veil,
Never shining brighter than when tears prevail.

My appa says my locks are ebony,
Ebony hair, ebony hair,
Dark as the night, a mystery,
Like the shadowed woods where peacocks roam,
Or the jasmine scent in our ancestral home.

I'm a canvas of heritage, stories of yore,
One foot in tradition and one in explore,
Every step, every dream, I reach for the sky,
I'm a tapestry of them all with my Indian eyes.

My ajji says my feet crave the unknown,
Wandering feet, wandering feet,
Princess slippers won't claim my own,
Dancing to the rhythm of ancient tales,
My wandering feet always unveil trails.

My akka says I harbor a free-spirited core,
Free spirit, free spirit,
Easy to feel, but not to store,
Like a melody carried by the breeze,
I weave through your thoughts, then gracefully cease.

I'm a canvas of heritage, stories of yore,
One foot in tradition and one in explore,
Every step, every dream, I reach for the sky,
I'm a tapestry of them all with my Indian eyes.

My amma says my gaze holds a tale,
Indian grace, Indian grace,
My amma says my gaze holds a tale,
They shimmer like the hues of a vibrant saree,
'Cause I'm a tapestry of stories, with my Indian eyes.

tanishkakumar
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I’m pregnant and sing this to my baby and it is the first song my baby ever heard.

TheSnyderWeb
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This song makes me SO proud of my Irish/English roots. One of the best things I ever did was take a DNA test to figure out where my ancestors came from. Now I get to learn about and celebrate them.

E_MAFIA
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Did anyone else immediately start to add verses in their head of features they got from their family?

taraxa
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My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue under stormy skies
But they're never so blue as when I let them cry
My father says I have English hair
English hair, English hair
Brown like the bark of an oak somewhere
Like the bed of a lake where the hemlock grows
Like the thorn in the stem of an English rose
I'm a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I'm a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My nana says I have travelling feet
Travelling feet, travelling feet
Slippers for princesses don't fit me
But I dance to my own drum bright and bold
And my travelling feet always get me home
My sister says I've a restless soul
Restless soul, restless soul
Easy to catch, but I'm hard to hold
Like a song on the wind that you caught one day
I get under your skin, then I slip away
I'm a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I'm a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue
I'm a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I'm a map of them all with my Irish eyes

ksupikalova
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Loving all the fan verses! Here's a few more if anyone wants to sing them

My baby says I have dreams like plains
Dreams like plains, dreams like plains
Under endless skies, they dance in the rain
Growing wild and free but I'm rooted deep, through flood or fire I'm sure to keep

My grandpa says i have skin like clay
Skin like clay, skin like clay
My pride and my beauty don't wash away
Deep like the night, i smile stars
Bold like the love that beats in my heart

lindseydonahue
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Irish Eyes is my 7 week old baby's favourite song! His name is Patrick and we're Australian but we listen to Irish folk to remind us of our ancestry. Thanks for the poetic lyrics and your gorgeously piercing, liquid gold voice! ❤

megcloake
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In spite of my eyes being browner than English hair instead of Irish blue, there's something about this song that calls to me

So glad i discovered your music ❤❤❤

ninangcasual
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This is such a powerful song. I didn't expect it to resonate with me so deeply, I don't even have the words to describe the chills running down my spine or the lift in my soul like thermals beneath a hawk's wings.
For me, I have my father's Irish eyes and my mother's English hair. I can't wait to finish learning this song and sing it to them. I just hope I can do justice to the wonderful original and your lilting voice when I do.

Rachel-fisc
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This song hit just right. Two grandmothers from Ireland and grandfathers from Germany and Russia-I love this song

greatHeidini
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My friend sent this to me this morning I am 65 years old and Irish descent. This is one of those songs you wish you had written, it's beautiful and when I can get back to my ukele and guitar practise I going to sing this . Tu Rose just going to see if I can order your album. ❤🎉

mairinkelly-may
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Rose Betts super. благодарю за исполнение ирландской баллады
всех благ Вам.

ibzmkfm
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Always been in love and awe of Celtic culture and music. I am born and raised in NYC but family is Eastern European. This song embodies everything I wanted in a Celtic song— your lyricism is so profound. So happy and thankful you put this out. Much love!! ♥️

vehemenceinfurs
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Hopefully this will be the song that makes her well known! A voice no mainstream singer could even dream of having!

juliecorbell-garcia
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Rose, you may not know this yet but I'm writing this from 5 years in the future. You continued to make this beautiful music and have become one of the top artists in the world. We need so many more people like you and it brings me happiness everyday listening to you. Congratulations on your success and may you continue to grow everyday.

Mattfghdghd
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Every time I hear this it makes me cry. Beautiful!

maureenbrowne