Sruth Na Fola Mhaire - Aistriudéantar taibhreamh dom gach oíche ar mhic tíre, ar na mustangs na fásaigh féir gan deireadh an ghaoth gan stad ar bharr na sléibhte an teorain gan smál mo chlainne an tír beannaithe na rúna móra credim fós i ngach aon oíche i ngach aon lá táim cosúil leis an caribou agus sibhse, lena mic tíre a neartaíonn mise níl rud fiacha againn dóibh an fiach amháin againn ná an fiach donár máthair ba lá maith é an t-amhrán seo a chanadh ar a soSruth Na Fola Mhaire - Aistriu
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larcima in incendio impavida in avra mea
novem noctes materiae flora nigra vigent impavida in avra mea flora nigra vigent impavida in avra mea
lacrima in incendio impavida in avra mea
mevm lvmen est aqva specvlvm fidelissimvm impavida in avra mea lacrima in incendio
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A RainSulphur Against the night Sky, a pretty sight. Two angels, One in black, The other white. A dreaded visitation, A prejudice And devastation.A Rain
Sulphur, Against my wrist. Frivolous fist, Born tight in ire. The city fell In fiery mist. The skulls of men - Destroyed - Both now and then.
AlzheimersThere doesn’t go a day, Where I forget that my grandmother forgets. She’s trapped in her own present, her past fading into fog, And sickening obscurity. I remember for her; Of how she used to keep the tears away with cake and condensed milk custard, How she made me meringue when I was afraid of flying and told me that it was the cloud that would keep me safe. I flew back home that summer, Unafraid of the plane Because my grandmother would keep me safe In a cloud of whipped egg whites. I remember her crying when I left Because I couldn’t stay with her, and she was blAlzheimers
Angelina jolie
[i just came across your stuff again and remembered how i really like your gallery.. i also love using other languages to write with yknow.. bravo et cetera]
x
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All the world i was shown
Thru the eyes of a child
unenlightened, disenfranchised
-a familiar kind,
but glad are the masses
that she should 'dorn glasses
for the world be neither
pleasant nor merry nor mild.
Sing it!
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i know french pretty well and then only tiny amounts of greek, german and italian.
but i think im gonna take night classes in either spanish or higher french cos itd be really great to be able to go over and just chat with people yknow
how about you?
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All the world i was shown
Thru the eyes of a child
unenlightened, disenfranchised
-a familiar kind,
but glad are the masses
that she should 'dorn glasses
for the world be neither
pleasant nor merry nor mild.
Sing it!
--
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so have you travelled then? and things or just learnt this stuff without that x
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All the world i was shown
Thru the eyes of a child
unenlightened, disenfranchised
-a familiar kind,
but glad are the masses
that she should 'dorn glasses
for the world be neither
pleasant nor merry nor mild.
Sing it!
--
R.Smith
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