Текст песни mu330 - Ireland
mu330 - Ireland слова песни
ireland is at war with herselfhopeless that i couldn`t helpwhen ireland is at war with herselfmy heart was strong but i was wrongto think that i could save herher head was mixed in politicsand i fell out of favorthere was no trialno mercy mildand now i am forever exiledireland is at war with herselfall the time i spent in irelandshe never gave a hint of discontentwe used to run through the fields hand in handi was her little boy i was her somewhat bigger mani pledged my loyaltyi was her patrioti was her everything that she`d soon forgetireland is at war with herselfhopeless cause i couldn`t helpwhen ireland is at war with herself