Il testo della Irish linen

Met a girl in leningrad, she wasn't bad and i might add
I found it such a pleasure to be near her
Just to hear her call my name
She was so fair and she wore irish linen in her hair

She lived in the valley wide, a country ride from my side
I spent most of my time thinking of her
How i loved her, such a shame
I'm not there to touch the irish linen in her hair

Irish linen, memories not bad
Green and red make me sad
Irish linen, i would be so glad, green and red
I could have had her for my own