[Ireland`s Call] - 11. Stuart Burrows,John Constable - The Rose Of Tralee The Rose of Tralee The pale moon was rising above the green mountains, The sun was declining beneath the blue sea, When I strayed with my love by the pure crystal fountain, That stands in the beautiful Vale of Tralee. She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer, Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that ..
