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• Artiste: Amalgamated Sons Of Rest
• Titre: My Donal
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My donal he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes then he sets the sails While southwards he goes to the home of the whales He never thinks of me far behind Or the torments that rage in my mind He's mine for only part of the year And left all alone wishing his face is near And ye ladies that smell of wild rose Think you for your essence to wherein men go Think you of the wives and the lovers that yearn Were men that return from hunting the spur My donal he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes then he sets the sails While southwards he goes to the home of the whales