In this quiet place I stand,
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from my homeland far away.
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And my empty heart cannot recall,
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the forgotten dreams that brought me joy
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Had I ways to shed the wasted years,
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I would travel to my kin.
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and with strength and faith in God above,
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there in Ireland I would gladly die.
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Irish Air(Rep)
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Camel |