by Fer50Ashbourne, Meath, Ireland
Nov 2020 236 Views 0 comments
Ireland
My wanderer boat, shaked by the winds
Brought me to this mysterious island.
Like everybody´s dream when you´re castaway,
Job, kind people, love maybe...
Ireland is the place I dreamed.
Ireland is where the hope-green grows.
There´s no place like you, Airlann
I don´t care the cold and dark nights...
It gave me time to find the lighthouse
And find my sanctuary in your shore,
Éire.
Brought me to this mysterious island.
Like everybody´s dream when you´re castaway,
Job, kind people, love maybe...
Ireland is the place I dreamed.
Ireland is where the hope-green grows.
There´s no place like you, Airlann
I don´t care the cold and dark nights...
It gave me time to find the lighthouse
And find my sanctuary in your shore,
Éire.
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Posted: Nov 2020
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