: Signore io sono Irish Quello che non ha la bicicletta Tu lo sai che lavoro e alla sera Le mie reni non cantano Tu mia hai dato il profumo dei fiori
: All my sleeps are full of dreams, my eyes blended of streams And my heart takes no delay to see the storm insight. She will never true, she won't
: Life's but walking shadow A poor player that strts and frets His hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; It is a tale Told by an idiot, full
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