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soundcheck : Rika Muranaka - The Best is Yet to Come An cuimhin leat an gra cra croi an ghra; Nil anois ach ceol na h-oiche taim siorai i ngra; Leannain le smal, Leannain le smal, Lig leis agus beidh leat, Lig leis agus beidh gra. Culmhne leat an t-am nuair, a bhi tu sasta? An culmhne, leat an t-am Nuair, a bhi tu ag gaire. Ta, an saol iontach, ma chreideann tu ann. Tug aghaidi ar an saol is, sonas siorai inar measc. Ceard a tharla, do na laethanta sin, Ceard a tharla, do na h-oicheanta sin. An culmhin leat, an t-am Nuair, a bhi tu faol bhron. An cuimhin leat, an t-am, Go siorai sileadh na ndeor. An ormsa, no orainne, a bhi an locht. Ag mothu, caiite, s'ar fan, cen fath, an t-achrann is. Sileadh, na ndeor, ta ailleacht, Sa saol ma chuardaionn tu e. Ta glionda s saol, cuadaimis e. _ spoken. at 9:51 AM |
"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."
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