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| 2:43 | 
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Suil ghorm, uisce fomhair
Craiceann chailce, sneachta gheimhridh Folt fonn, corna shamhraidh Cumha poige, blath an earraigh Your blue eyes, autumn water Pure white skin like winter snow Your fair hair, summer barley Scented kisses, spring flowers Ar imeall na mara a ghluais muid le cheile Is thog muid ar nglorthai go hard leis na speartha Ceo maidne, seidean gaoithe Anam saortha, sruth 's taoide Gealach iomlan, spear na hoiche Loinnear realta, aoibh an ghaire Your smile shines through the morning mist Lifts the soul light as a feather And the moon glows in the darkest night Distant stars are yours forever Ar imeall na mara a ghluais muid le cheile Is thog muid ar nglorthai go hard leis na speartha Suil ghorm, uisce fomhair Craiceann chailce, sneachta gheimhridh Folt fonn, corna shamhraidh Cumha poige, blath an earraigh |
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| 2. |
| 2:35 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:13 |
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| 4. |
| 3:14 |
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| 5. |
| 4:17 |
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| 6. |
| 3:50 |
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I wish my love was a red, red rose growing in yon garden fair
And I to be the gardener, of her I would take care There's not a month throughout the year, that my love I'd renew I'd garnish her with flowers fine, sweet William, Thyme and Rue I wish I was a butterfly, I'd light on my love's breast And if I was a blue cuckoo, I'd sing my love to rest And if I was a nightingale, I'd sing the daylight clear I'd sit and sing for you, Molly, for once I loved you dear I wish I was in Dublin town and seated on the grass In my right hand, a jug of punch, and on my knee, a lass I'd call for liquor freely and I'd pay before I'd go I'd roll my Molly in my arms, let the wind blow high or low |
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| 7. |
| 2:30 |
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| 8. |
| 3:28 |
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| 9. |
| 3:17 |
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A moment in time, rosin the bow
Sound the strings of years ago A sunlit room at Glenties fair A traveller plays a haunting air A story told, the laughter peel The fiddler strikes another reel The music lifts, the tapping toe The listeners call for "Sean sa Cheo" Feel his art lift the heart Sense the spirits rise and fall A fiddler plays in Donegal The story resounds, the tune rings on The given note, the given song And now a child lifts the master's bow A moment in time from years ago Feel his art lift the heart Sense the spirits rise and fall A fiddler plays in Donegal |
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| 10. |
| 3:29 |
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| 11. |
| 3:06 |
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S a Chiti Ni Eadhra
Nach nair mar a d'imigh tu uaim 'S an chroi ata 'mo lar Gur fhag tu chomh dubh leis an ghual Ni iarrfainn aon spas ar an Ard Ri 'Sna Flaitheas anuas Ach cead troda leis an bhas Gach la sular imigh tu uaim 'S ta dha cheann an ti 'Na lui 'ta'n lar gan doigh O d'imigh an bhean chaoin Faraor, a bhi soineanta coir Nior fhan si agam ach tri raithe Amhain bhi ba ghiorra na an uair Och nach e mo lean gear Gur fagadh i sinte san uaigh Is a Chiti, mo mhian Nach aoibhinn duitse bheith ar lar Ata i bhFlaitheas na Naomh 'Bhfuil na milte anam gan smal Is chan mar a bimse 'ta gui 'S ag osnai gach trath No i dTalamh na Naomh Ata rogha mo charaid thar mhna |
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| 12. |
| 3:52 |
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| 13. |
| 3:28 |
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| 14. |
| 3:32 |
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Time has passed
You have gone Your tune is played I must carry on Darkness falls You send the light Love is here I must carry on Chorus: Mo ghra go deo Ilar mo chroi Mo ghra go deo Fhad a bheas me beo I open to the world The world will give No one's alone I must carry on In God I love In love I believe I believe in you I must carry on (Chorus 2x) Winter is cold Spring melts the snow Love is renewed I must carry on |
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