The Skies of Ireland -- Fiorella Mannoia (la Troia)

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THE SKIES OF IRELAND 

ARE AN OCEAN MADE OF  -  CLOUDS AND LIGHT

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A 

LEPRECHAUN ON A MAGIC CARPET RIDE

THE SKIES OF IRELAND HAVE BEEN GAZED 

UPON BY MILLIONS JUST LIKE YOU

DRESS YOU IN GREEN AS THEY COVER YOU IN BLUE

COVER YOU IN GREEN AS THEY DROWN YOU IN BLUE

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THE SKIES OF IRELAND FEED UPON 

THE ANCIENT MOSS AND FRESH SHORN WOOL

THE SKIES OF IRELAND COMB THEIR 

WAVING LOCKS 'O HAIR UNDER THE MOON

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A 

FLOCK OF EWES THAT'S GRAZING IN THE SKY

COVERED IN STARS AND FEEDING 'TIL THE MORNING LIGHT

COVERED IN STARS AND FEEDING 'TIL THE MORNING LIGHT

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FROM DONEGAL TO THE ISLANDS OF ARAN

FROM DUBLIN TOWN TO THE HILLS OF CONNEMARA

WHEREVER YOU GO YOU'LL BE 

TRAVELLING WITH GYPSIES OR KINGS

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE ABOVE AND ARE WITHIN

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A GENTLE FLOWING THING

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THE SKIES OF IRELAND 

ARE A BIG OLD HAT THAT -  IS FILLED WITH RAIN

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A CHILD 

THAT'S SLEEPING ON THE BEACH AGAIN

THE SKIES OF IRELAND 

SHADE THE WORLD SOMETIMES IN WHITE AND BLACK

BUT IT'S  A TRIP WHEN THE COLORS DO COME BACK

SURE IS A TRIP WHEN THE COLORS DO COME BACK

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THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A QUEEN

WITH RUDDY HAIR AND WITH MOOD SWINGS

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A SKIRT

THAT'S GENTLY WAVING IN THE WIND

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE LIKE GOD

WHEN HE PLAYS ACCORDEON

THEY OPEN AND CLOSE AS HE KEEPS PLAYING ON

THEY OPEN AND CLOSE AS HE KEEPS PLAYING ON

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FROM DONEGAL TO THE ISLANDS OF ARAN

FROM DUBLIN TOWN TO THE HILLS OF CONNEMARA

WHEREVER YOU GO YOU'LL BE DANCING

WITH GYPSIES OR KINGS

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE ABOVE AND ARE WITHIN

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A GENTLE FLOWING THING

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WHEREVER YOU ROAM YOU MIGHT MEET 

BRIAN BORU OR THE HIGH KING

THE SKIES OF IRELAND YOU CAN CARRY WITHIN

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A GENTLE FLOWING THING

THE SKIES OF IRELAND YOU CAN CARRY WITHIN

THE SKIES OF IRELAND ARE A GENTLE FLOWING THING

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AI MUSIC - Don't move to Alaska - Part 2 (KING CRUSHER)

 

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Got Snow Shoes in August

And the Snow is piling up

And the Temperature’s falling down 

And you feel you've had enough..

Runnin' away from the Polar Bears

And it’s at least 4000 Miles to Town

All this and Twelve Feet of Snow

Has really got you down..

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Water freezes at Thirty Two Degrees

Which means you always have Ice 

Even in the dead of Summer 

You’d think that’d be nice

But the Thing about Alaska

Is that you chewing Ice to get warmed up

Never take off your Snow Shoes

Because they’re always laced up!

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Bring your warmest Jacket

And you’ll still be cold

But, that’s just the Summer

In Winter it’s Fourhundred-fold!

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If you run out of Fuel

For you’re Moose or your Truck

You’ll find Yourself frozen

Sorry Friend, you’re out of Luck

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There’s no St. Bernard that’ll come 

save you Today

No Whiskey around the Collar  

To get you through the Day

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What’s the Moral of the Story  

Well that’s plain to see

Stay away from Alaska 

And away from the Freeze!

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There’s no St. Bernard that’ll come 

save you Today..

No Whiskey around the Collar 

To get you through the Day

What’s the Moral of the Story

Well that’s plain to see

Stay away from Alaska

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