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orthodox celts - native ground كلمات أغنية

waitin` alone he saw the past
he saw the future he couldn`t rest
he stood in the shadow an` prayed for the light
he closed his eyas and vanished in the night

p-ssin` through the nightmares in a distant world
his questions were answered
his prayers were heard
and now quietly he hunts the sky
warrior forgotten with a tear in his eye

he always wanted to die in ireland
he already chose a place for his grave
he always wanted to die in ireland

in next battle he wouldn`t fail
he’ll cry no more an` feel no pain
he’ll touch again his native ground
claimin` again maked truth he found

yankee land he`ll leave for good
curse every bullet an` every wound
for there`s nothin` but a battlefield
if he must die he`ll die in ireland

he always wanted to die in ireland
he already chose a place for his grave
he always wanted to die in ireland

and now on the board he reclaims his life
remembering all the things he could
seein` the fog on the banks of clays
he thanks his god for his misty ways

finally he`s touchin he`s native ground
kissin` the winds an` huggin` the clowds
at last he found his pice of mind
and now he knows he`ll die in ireland

he always wanted to die in ireland
he already chose a place for his grave
he always wanted to die in ireland

- orthodox celts

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