Paroles de Celtic rock

Donovan Leitch

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Ye sons of britain who once were free
Ye now are slaves to factory
Those who walk the path of mole
Expect in time to kill thy soul


Down in the wood in the murky gloom
Trolls go marching two by two
Down through the cave and the mouth of doom
Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom,gloom

Hey, kala, ho, kala, ho, la, jai

But look

Who should come by the mountain way
Young finn hanley, a lute he play
Clothed in scarlet livery
All wide eyed in the bright noon day

Tiree tiraloo tiraloo i ay

Creative intelligence
Has been crushed
By industrial uniformity

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