fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen The midlands and the moorlands with their forty shades of green
fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green
do The things we've done and seen Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar And there's forty shades of green Green, green, forty shades of green I wish
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Пераклад: Локлин, Хэнк. Сорак адценні зялёнага.
Пераклад: Браўнс. Сорак адценні зялёнага.
the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green
Gaga But mama says forgive, so I give him that bar like a Mars then let him live The missing saga continues, ranting While my DJ's lamping like Green
at the birds like Dr. Dolittle What's that in your pocket Ghost? A Dill pickle Not that, oh, that's the forty five stainless nickel I'm pullin' a green
tha air condition on high we wuz icy enough From my neck to da belt buckle to our shoes shall I go on Wit 5 of us up front he needed shades to perform
filled days that we'd waste away dreamin' of a world of love in harmony... My dreams come true I wish you were here so I could see the forty shades of green
And dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night Looking in shades of green through shades of blue Looking in shades of green through shades of blue
crystal Swallowed by the night Looking in shades of green Through shades of blue Looking in shades of green Through shades of blue These shades of blue
while you're sleeping with your whore? Sharing beds with history is like a-licking runnin' sores Forty shades of green yeah, sixty shades of red Heroes
them sing those songs I learned from Mama's knee; I just close my eyes and I can almost see, those shamrock hills and those forty shades of green. And
town Before the wars began Now we're riding on a sea of rage The victims you have seen You'll never hear them sing again The forty shades of green We