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• Some Say the Devil Is Dead

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  Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead Some say the devil is dead, and buried in Killarney More say he rose again, more say he rose again More say he rose again and joined the British Army Feed the pigs and milk the cow, and milk the cow, and milk the cow Feed the pigs and milk the cow, early in the morning Cock your leg, oh Paddy dear, Paddy dear I'm over here Cock your leg, oh Paddy dear, it's time to stop your yawning Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead Some say the devil is dead, and buried in Killarney More say he rose again, more say he rose again More say he rose again and joined the British Army Katie she is tall and thin, she's tall and thin, and tall and thin Katie she is tall and thin, and like her drops of brandy Drinks it in the bed each night, drinks it in the bed each night Drinks it in the bed each night, it makes her nice and randy Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead Some say the devil is dead, and buried in Killarney More say he rose again, more say he rose again More say he rose again and joined the British Army The wife she has the hairy thing, a hairy thing, a hairy thing The wife she has the hairy thing, she showed it to me on Sunday She bought it in the furrier's shop, bought it in the furrier's shop She bought it in the furriers's shop, it's going back on Monday

  
• Villeman

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  Филлеман шёл к реке - К самой красивой липе Там хотел он поиграть на золотой арфе - Потому что руны обещали ему удачу Филлеман обходил течение реки Мастерски мог он на золотой арфе играть Он играл на ней нежно, он играл на ней хитро И птица была тиха на зелёном дереве Он играл на ней нежно, он играл на ней громко Он играл Магнхилд, свободный от рук троля Потом поднялся троль из глубин озера Он громыхал в горах и грохотал в облаках Тут разбил он арфу со всей своей силой И отнял так у троля его силу и мощь ------------------------------------------------ Villemann gjekk seg te storan ĺ, Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle Der han ville gullharpa slĺ For de runerne de lyster han ĺ vinne Villemann gjenge for straumen ĺ stĺ, Mesterleg kunne han gullharpa slĺ Han leika med lente, han leika med list, Og fugelen tagna pĺ grřnande kvist Han leika med lente, han leika med gny, Han leika Magnhild av nykkens arm Men dĺ steig trolli upp or djupaste sjř, Det gjalla i berg og det runga i sky Dĺ slo han si harpe til bonns i sin harm, Og utvinner krafti av trollenes arm.

  
• The Trees They Do Grow High

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• Star of the County Down

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  Near Banbridge Town, in the County Down One morning in July, Down the boreen came a sweet colleen, And she smiled as she passed me by; Oh, she looked so neat from her two bare feet To the crown of her nut-brown hair, Such a winsome elf, I pinched myself To be sure I was really there Chorus: Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay, And from Galway to Dublin town, No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen That I met in the County Down. As she onward sped I shook my head And I gazed with a feeling rare, And I said, says I, to a passer-by, "Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?" Oh, he smiled at me, and with pride says he, "That's the gem of all Ireland's crown, Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, She's the Star of the County Down." At the harvest fair I'll be surely there And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes With my shoes shined bright and my hat just right Win the heart of the nut-brown Rose. No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke And my plow will rust and brown, Till a smiling bride by my own fireside Sits the Star of the County Down..

  
• To Ravne

  Spiritual seasons