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An
saoghal, sia uairean
Obair la ri cul
Teaghlach gabhal dhan
a'mheas
Pailteas, slainte, is gaol
An Ruis a tuiteam sios
mu'm chluasan
An Ear Mheadhain am brot cho dorch
Is thusa,
uilc is a mhuirt is a shabaid
Na mo bheatha a h-uile
oidhche
O luaidh be siod an gradh
A dh'fhag mi
ceangailte ruit an drasda
Co shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas
Bho
phog aon oidhche earraich
An greim cho teann's araid
Mar
ord na mo dhorn
A 'ghealach bha cho soilleir
'S a gheall a
leithid dhuinn
Bha sinn mar longan seolaidh
Air cuan buidhe
og a 'chridhe
Mu coinneamh clann an t-saoghil's
theaghlaich
Gun ghuth no gaire, Dia, no biadh
O luaidh
be siod an gradh
A dh'fhag mi ceangailte ruit an drasda
Co
shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas
Bho phog aon oidhche earraich
Co
as an dainig na reultan, thuirt mi
Co as an dainig grian
Tha
sinn cho leointe fo na ghealach seo
Anam craidhte seachad air
ifrinn fheinn
Ach tha thusa brosnalchadh nam bliadhnaichean
Le
saidhbreas seachad air mo dhith
Cho gheal ri sneachd gach uile
gheamhradh
An t-oran gaoil m'fhaosaid chiontach fheinn
O
luaidh be siod an gradh
A dh'fhag mi ceangailte ruit an
drasda
Co shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas
Bho phog aon oidhche
earraich
O luaidh be siod an gradh
A dh'fhag mi
ceangailte ruit an drasda
Co shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas
Bho
phog aon oidhche earraich
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The
six o’clock world
The days work over
Family, taking
of the fruits
Of plenty, good health, and love
Russia is
falling down around my ears
The middle east in a broth of
darkness
And you, evil, murder, and fighting
In my life
every night
Oh Love
What power there was in that
embrace
That has left me in union with you today
Who could
ever have foreseen all that has grown
From a kiss, one spring
evening
The grasp that was so firm and special
Like a
hammer in my fist
The moon that was so bright
And promised
so much
We were like sailing ships
On the young, yellow
ocean of the heart
Confronted by children, and the world
family
without voice, laughter, a God, or food
Oh
Love
What power there was in that embrace
That has left me
in union with you today
Who could ever have foreseen all that
has grown
From a kiss, one spring evening
So where do
the stars come from, I said
From where did the sun appear
We
are so wounded below this moon
Souls tortured beyond hell
itself
Still you keep bringing inspiration to my years
With
blessings beyond my need
Whiter than the snows of each
winter
The song of love, my confession of guilt
Oh
Love
What power there was in that embrace
That has left me
in union with you today
Who could ever have foreseen all that
has grown
From a kiss, one spring evening
Oh Love
What
power there was in that embrace
That has left me in union with
you today
Who could ever have foreseen all that has grown
From
a kiss, one spring evening
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