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Go Home Paddy Larry Kirwan Mo chreach ghéarchúiseach Ná rabhas ar do chúlaibh nuair lámhadh an púdar, go ngeobhainn é im chom dheas nó i mbinn mo ghúna, is go léigfinn cead siúil leat a mharcaigh na súl nglas ós tú b'fhearr léigean chucu My biting bitter loss I was not at your back When the powder was fired So my fine waist could save you or the hem of my dress 'til I let you go free my slate-eyed writer well-able for them all.
