is short to fly and disappear every day
This week seems to cost and there are too many obstacles
but soon put out the engines and carried away by me
current
so nothing can stop me I hope ...
in a few days photos skies, cows, seas and verde, mucho verde
de momento un anticipo con forma de cancion
huele a bostezo
pocos minutos para decir bona nit
muaks
The lights are on in Standun's and a spell has been broken
The roadside teahouse door is wide open
A sign on the wall says "American also spoken"
as spring comes to Spiddal
The village girls go walking by without their coats
The Irish gaelic college is alive again with folk
Farmers gather talking, freed from winter's yoke
as spring comes to Spiddal
A towerist with a telescope
and a funny looking German bloke
and a billy goat
all invoke
the summer soon to bloom...
On a soft and fresh Atlantic air a mist of pollen floats
On Galway Bay I spy a gaily painted fishing boat
There's a rustle around the boreens and a song on Every throat
as Spring Comes to Spiddal
Waterboys "Sprin eat to Spiddal "
sounds now: Josh Rouse" Nice to fit in "
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