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Mon, 09 Feb 2009 10:00:22 GMT

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13:57 Stomach ache. Too much work to do. #
23:05 @art_fag that transition doesn't even start until May haha. Blech but I do hate the slushy muddy junk. #

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Tue, 27 Jan 2009 03:44:09 GMT

A Stór Mo Chroí, when you're far away
Far from the land you'll be leaving,
It's many a time by night and by day
That your heart will be sorely grieving.
For the stranger's land may be bright and fair,
And rich in its treasures golden.
But you'll pine, I know, for the long, long ago
And the love that is never olden.

A Stór Mo Chroí, in the stranger's land
There is plenty of wealth and wailing.
Whilst gems adorn the great and the grand
There are faces with hunger pailing.
Though the road is toilsome, and hard to tread
And the lights of their cities will blind you.
Won't you turn a stór to Erin's shore?
And the ones that you're leaving behind you?

A Stór Mo Chroí, when the evening's mist
Over mountain and sea is falling,
won't you turn away from the throng
And maybe you'll hear me calling.
For the sound of a voice that is surely missed
For somebody's quick returning.
A ruin, a ruin, oh won't you come back soon?
To the ones who will always love you.

An gcloiseann tú bualadh mo chroí?
Buile mo chroí, Greadadh mo chroí
An gcloiseann tú greadadh mo chroí
Are you hearing the beat of my heart?
The bang of my heart, The scrape of my heart
Are you hearing the scrape of my heart

An mbraitheann tú cuisle mo chroí?
I dtearmann do lámha, I ngéibheann do ghrá
An mbraitheann tú cuisle mo chroí
Are you feeling the pulse of my heart?
In the palm of your hand, In the jail of your love
Are you feeling the pulse of my heart

Tá botún sa tsaol, Nach maithim do Dhia
An ghrian i do shúil
Ag teacht idir mé agus solas an lae
Tá botún sa tsaol
There’s a fault in this world
And I won’t forgive God, The sun in your eye
That comes between me and the light of the sky
There’s a fault in this world

An gcloiseann tú bualadh mo chroí
Buile mo chroí, Briseadh mo chroí
An gcloiseann tú briseadh mo chroí
Are you hearing the beat of my heart
The pain of my heart, The break of my heart
Are you hearing the break of my heart?

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Wed, 17 Mar 2004 14:36:39 GMT

Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Duit
(la ale-lah paw-drig son-na ditch)
[happy st.patrick's day]

Like two old female swingers..

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