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Gammal bild som jag hittade i ett gammalt skunkdagboksinlägg med titeln Carrickfergus. Sjukt vacker.
I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
The deepest ocean for my love to find.
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
Nor have I the wings to fly
But I wish I could find a handsome boatman
To ferry me over to my love and I
My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations
Have all past on now like melting snow
And I'll spend my days in endless roving
Soft is the grass, my bed is free
Ah to be back now in Carrickfergus
On that long road down to the sea
And in Kilkenny it is reported
There on marble stones as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her
But I'll sing no more now til I get a drink
Sure I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober
A handsome rover from town to town
Ah but I'm sick now and my days are numbered
So come all ye young men and lay me down
Annons
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Anonymous
Fri 11 Apr 2008 01:30
Carrickfergus=Lojalistställe! Men....naturen är fantastisk..Mmm.
Shylock
Fri 11 Apr 2008 01:31
Det hade jag faktiskt ingen aning om. Och som estet bryr jag mig inte. Skönhet står över politik.
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