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Morphia
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Wicklow Mountains
In mystic mist These moorlands mourn Leaving colours Still unborn
The mountain road By clouds concealed Forever winding Through fogbound fields
I, just I And I alone Am lost in heather And stacks of stone
Graft and drizzle Gloom and grey Wicklow calls I drift away
On the hills of the Irish lands You will not see the sun Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The ancient celtic legends Will entangle anyone And in the end when you descend You'll be another man You'll need a pint of Guinness To regain yourself again
Sun for clouds Blue for grey Wicklow has let me Go again
Life and laughter Down below In a town called Glendalough
by Zé Mingau
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