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B'fhearr liom bheith ag scriobh Mar gheall ar solas an lae Na' behith ag cur sios Ar miant mo chroi B'fhearr liom bheith a siul San bhfoiris gle Rain becomes silver Leave turn to gold B'fhearr liom feachaint siar Is bheith ag eitilt san aer Na' behith I cgonai troid In aghaidh an saol B'fhearr liom bheith im' leanbh San aoibhneas gie Rain becomes silver Leave turn to gold Cloth become amber Wind turn to snow B'fhearr liom lui ar thalahm Is bheith a stanadh ar an re Na' behith feachaint sios uaim Ar dath an chre B'fhearr liom bheith ag cogar Le ceol na n-ean Mere, soeur, la guere n'est pas bonne Gens du monde la guere n'a que des vaincus Simple orguell de l'homme pour montrer sa capacite En detruisant son prochain |