Algunas de las canciones que cantaron "the Irish" eran muy conocidas como la de "Molly Mallone" y la de "Wild Rover"
Molly Malone
In Dublin's Fair City
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheel'd her wheel barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!
Chorus
Alive, alive o!, alive, alive o!
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!
She was a fishmonger
But sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheel'd their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!
Chorus
She died of a fever
And no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!
Wild rover
I've been a wild rover for many's the year
and I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer.
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
and I never will play the wild rover no more
Chorus:
And it's no, nay, never,
no, nay, never, no more
will I play the wild rover
no, never, no more
I went into an ale-house I used to frequentand
I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit, she answered me nay,
Such "a custom like yours I can have any day
Chorus
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns brightand
the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight.
She said I'd have whiskey and wines of the best
and the words that she told me were only in jest.
Chorus
I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done,
and I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And when they've caressed me as oft' times before
then I never will play the wild rover no more
Chorus
Siguiendo los pasos de "welcome to my chaos" de Nuria en Holanda, me he decidido hoy, desde esta isla mediterranea,a navegar por estos mundos de Dios... Mi barco zarpa ligero... acabo de soltar amarras... ¡viva la aventura!
domingo, 4 de octubre de 2009
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