Connemara (Irish: Conamara pronounced [ˈkɔnˠamˠaɾˠa]) is a district in the west of Ireland, the boundaries of which are not well defined. Some define it to be the land contained by Killary Harbour, the Maam Valley, Lough Corrib (as far as Moycullen); a line from there to the sea at Barna and the Atlantic Ocean. The historical territory of Connemara, as defined by the 17th century historian Ruaidhrí Ó Flaithbheartaigh in his book West or H-Iar Connaught, was coextensive with the barony of Ballynahinch, This is a broad peninsula stretching from Killary Harbour on the north to Kilkieran Bay on the south. The boundary runs from the north along the spine of the Maumturk Mountains then along a series of small rivers and across upland west of Maam Cross eventually following the course of the Invermore river before meeting the sea west of the Ros Muc peninsula.
The term Connemara is frequently used to describe all of County Galway west of Lough Corrib; some argue that this is incorrect. It is also used to describe the Gaeltacht (Irish-speaking areas) of western County Galway; again some argue that this too is inaccurate as some of these areas are outside of the traditional boundary of Connemara. Some also argue that it is not correct to say that Connemara's eastern boundary ends around Barna just on the outskirts of Galway City or at Maam Cross.
Connemara, a division of Galway, was a UK Parliament constituency in Ireland, returning one Member of Parliament (MP) from 1885 to 1922.
Prior to the United Kingdom general election, 1885 the area was part of the Galway County constituency. From 1922 it was not represented in the UK Parliament.
This constituency comprised the north-western part of County Galway. For details of the areas traditional boundaries see Connemara.
Connemara (Irish: Conamara) is a district in the west of Ireland. Connemara or Conamara may also refer to:
Speaker: "While I'm sitting here
The waves of the sea are lapping
Against the wild shores of Connemara
The sky breaks
Dazzling light pierces through
Down to the water
Giving forth a thousand reflections of silver
So that I have to close my eyes
And then together with the vile wind
I fly away to all the places
I've never seen"
He said his eyes where looking queer
"Can't you take me out of here?
Can't you see the sky of Connemara?"
This is how his warning goes:
"Beware the night a whirlwind blows
Better leave this town for Connemara"
We hit the road, we hitched a ride
The morning faded into night
But we were on our way to Connemara
Asylum was a basic right
But socialism lost the fight
Thousands headed down to Connemara
In my imagination
I can feel the wild wind blow
The morning breeze will wipe away my fear
In my imagination
I can hear the howling sea
The cottage on the shore belongs to me
And when we reached the Emerald Isle
We stayed in Dublin for a while
But soon we reached the cliffs of Connemara
It's just the place I want to be
Shining in my fantasy
Can't you take me back to Connemara
Connemara, Connemara on my mind
Connemara, where even the rain shines
Connemara, leaving all my troubles behind