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brobdingnagian bards - soul of a harper كلمات الأغنية

oh, they say ’tis a hanging
that soon i will be__
my body a_twisting from
yonder oak tree__
for daring to think that a man
could live free…
but though i may die
’tis a harper i’ll be

the strings of my harp
will never be stilled
while the green of the shamrock
still grows on the hill
for the music of ireland
is her strength and her will
and the soul of a harper
no mortal can k!ll

oh, the red_headed queen on her
cold golden throne
fears harper freedom
she never has known
our bright gaelic passion
comes through in the tone
so she orders it silenced
and broods all alone
the strings of my harp
will never be stilled
while the green of the shamrock
still grows on the hill
for the music of ireland
is her strength and her will
and the soul of a harper
no mortal can k!ll

for a man of the road
death holds no sting
’tis another adventure__
a wonderous thing
and i know that my music
will evermore ring
in the hills and the rivers
of each irish spring

the strings of my harp
will never be stilled
while the green of the shamrock
still grows on the hill
for the music of ireland
is her strength and her will
and the soul of a harper
no mortal can k!ll

- brobdingnagian bards

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