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Tonight we’re going to meet some lads
Us girls are dressed up gaily
We’ll all be dancing ‘til the dawn
We’re going to the ceili

The lads they come from miles around
From Ennis and Kilmaley
To show us all their fancy steps
We’re going to the ceili

They’re planning tunes on everything
From pipes to ukulele
It sounds so good you can’t sit down
We’re dancing at the ceili

All the boys we loved so well
So handsome young and charming
They’re in New York and Boston now
They should be home here farming
My own true love has sailed away
To be an endless rover
‘Cos times are tough and he must leave
To start a new life over

He writes me letters every week
To say how much he’s slaving
And he promises that he’ll be back
Before the hay needs saving
But it’s hard to love somebody
That you’re not in touch with daily
So I’m looking for somebody new
Tonight down at the ceili

The winter nights are long and hard
And time goes by so slowly
I wish my true lover he was here
And in his arms I’d roll
He’d whisper tender words of love to me
And kiss my lips so sweetly
And quickly I’d surrender to his manly charms completely

He writes me letters every week
To say how much he’s slaving
And he promises that he’ll be back
Before the hay needs saving
But it’s hard to love somebody
That you’re not in touch with daily
So I’m looking for somebody new
Tonight down at the ceili

I hope I meet someone tonight
Who’ll make my heart beat fast
A handsome man with laughing eyes
Who smiles as he walks past
And when they play an old-time waltz
He’ll twirl me round the floor
And promise me that I will be
His girl forever more

His girl forever more
His girl forever more
Who’ll promise me that I will be
His girl forever more

I’m somewhat in a bother
That is really quite alarming
I have two lads pursuing me
And each of them is charming
One of them is dark and poor
One fair with lots of money
I don’t know which one to choose
The flower of the honey

What on earth am I to do
It’s driving me half crazy
Tonight I’ll make my mind up
When I see them at the ceili

To be a poor man’s wife
Will be a life of washing dishes
While a rich man’s wife will surely have
Great luxury and riches
In comfort how I know
It wouldn’t bee too hard to wallow
And being poor is not much fun
On which one should I follow

What on earth am I to do
It’s driving me half crazy
Tonight I’ll make my mind up
When I see them at the ceili

I’ve been lucky I’ve found a lad
Who’s handsome and a neighbour
And me, I’ve met a decent man
Whose friendship I will savour

And me I made my choice as well
And in no way was it aisy
But I’d rather have a man for love
Than be a rich man’s lady

And that is how the story ends
May true love never fail me
We got ourselves three men tonight
And we met them at the ceili

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Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone
All her lovely companions are faded and gone
No flower of her kindred, no rose bud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes and give sigh for sigh

I’ll not leave thee, thou lone one to pine on the stem
Since the lovely are sleeping, go sleep thou with them
Thus kindly I scatter thy leaves o’er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow, when friendships decay
And from love’s shining circle the gems drop away
When true hearts lie wither’d and fond ones are flown
Oh! Who would inhabit this bleak world alone!

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I hear your voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name…

‘Listen, my child!’ you say to me,
‘I am the Voice of your history,
Be not afraid – come follow me,
Answer my call and I’ll set you free.’

I am the Voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the Voice of your hunger and pain;
I am the Voice that always is calling you,
I am the Voice – I will remain

I am the Voice in the fields when the summer’s gone,
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow;
Ne’er do I sleep throughout all the cold winter long;
I am the force that in the springtime will grow.

I am the Voice of the past that will always be,
Filled with my sorrows and blood in my fields;
I am the Voice of the future…
Bring me your peace, bring me your peace, and my wounds they will heal

I am the Voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the Voice of your hunger and pain;
I am the Voice that always is calling you,
I am the Voice

I am the Voice in the past that will always be
I am the Voice of your hunger and pain;
I am the Voice of the future…
I am the Voice… I am the Voice…I am the Voice… I am the Voice.

Grandma told the doctor s son
Boy, without love you can t go on
It makes the whole world turn around
The love machine
The love machine makes a woman feel bound
Love started to weep and dream
Day overcame the first grief
And now just in time to learn
The love machine
The love machine makes the world...

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A place we keep where no one else will find

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Weil ich Gebucht habe damit wir endlich durchstarten
Keine Panik glaub mir, es lohnt sich
Ich zeig dir ganze Welt, nur den Mond nicht
Es ist kein Geheimnis nun reisen
Wir rum wir beide zum Eiffelturm
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