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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Siuil Ruin

I wish I was on yonder hill
’Tis there I’d sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill

I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
And 'round the world I'll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead

..means love

I wish I wish I wish I wish
I wish I had my heart again
.. and not complain

.. means love