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"An T-Iarla Diurach Lyrics"
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas Lyrics
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light From now on, Our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light From now on, Our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh, a ghaoil, a bha thu,
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh as deigh do gheallaidh,
'Se luaidh do mholaidh ni mi gu brath,
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh, a ghaoil, a bha thu.
Righ! gur mise tha gu tursach,
Gaol an iarla 'ga mo chiurradh,
Tha na deoir a'sior-ruith o m' shuilean
'S mo chridhe bruite le guin do ghraidh.
(Verse One) Niggas get stomped when they step with that bullshit If you got a firearm, go ahead and pull it Cause I'ma put it dead on ya ass
Bha mi raoir leat 'na mo bhruadar
Thall an Diura nam beann fuara,
Bha do phogan mar bhiolair uaine -
Ach dh'fhalbh am bruadar is dh'fhan an cradh.
Thig, a ghaoil, agus duin mo shuilean
'S a' chiste-chaoil far nach dean mi dusgadh,
Cuir a sios mi an duslach Diurach,
Oir 's ann 's an uir a ni mise tamh.
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Sister Hazel-Even Stevens Lyrics
I've seen her eyes blink from red to blue I'm quite the lumber man, I wanna flow with you So go on sister hazel take a slice off of his pie C
Bens Of Jura I've seen her eyes blink from red to blue I'm quite the lumber man, I wanna flow with you So go on sister hazel take a slice off of his pie C
If deceiving me, o love, thou wert;
If deceiving me despite thy vow;
Yet chant thy praise I ever will,
Tho' deceiving me, o love, thou wert.
O King! I am the sorrowful one,
And the love of the Earl a-hurting me;
The tears are ever running from mine eyes,
And my heart is bruised with the sting of thy love
She Have The Most Of It Lyrics
Release date: 30. September 2002 Album: Happy Fool SHE HAS THE MOST OF IT huhar say bmmrrrrrrarrr aohhn yeah (verse) So y
Release date: 30. September 2002 Album: Happy Fool SHE HAS THE MOST OF IT huhar say bmmrrrrrrarrr aohhn yeah (verse) So y
Last night I was with thee in my dream,
Across in Jura of the cold bens;
Thy kisses were like the green water-cresses
- Fled the dream - remained the pain.
Come, o love, and close my eyes
In the narrow kirst where I shall never awake;
Lay me down under earth from Jura -
In the grave alone is there rest for me.