Oh, in Hill TSI yes I was-in a temporary unnecessary,
For would sell my rent three months before come the day,
used lame nationwide me around as canteens tin,
is not satisfy anything are just drops of milk the goats white.

The town is a goat agem deaf and she went disappearing,
are the hens in the tree is not there a risk that the egg spread,
is under my bed chalets, of course, is not moving to a month,
and not aimlithe amhailt blind any lack housewives.

Oh, often lad sitting by Askea peacefully,
used cows number, calf he and pigs on the field,
used was small Aoibheall side of the house are awaiting the women,
is not cuirinn-se puinn any interest in the goat milk white.

Oh, Patrick O'Shea, I wish happiness and prosperity to you forever,
when you dh'inseas my story than that thuigis not risk my case,
you called me cnocáinín grass was grass growing that beard,
and that day week for a can of five gcárt leak.

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