The bridge rises as the sun reflects across the deep blue water

The soft yellow sand sinks underneath your feet 

The whitewash waves creep up the sand as each boat passes by 

Clontarf Beach, taken over by concrete marinas

 

Left to the bay, or right out to sea

Any choice is an enjoyable adventure for me

Travel to the harbour or go out fishing

If you're not out on the water, you’ll be missing 

 

If you haven't already, come visit Clontarf

Even in winter, but you might wanna bring a scarf