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Exile
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Singer/Songwriter
Exile wurde am 1. Januar 2008 von Circín Rua als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtThe Irish Scattering
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Veröffentlichungsdatum1. Januar 2008
LabelCircín Rua
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seán Keane
Seán Keane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
WADE
WADE
Songwriter

Songtexte

Now the fire is burning low
And it'll soon be time to go
And as the night turns into dawn
With the light I will be gone
So kiss me once and then I'll go
And sing my name out soft and low
And as I turn on down the road
Your kiss will lighten up my load
And though I know I never will return
Inside a hope will always burn
That we may meet in some place once again
And you and I will still be friends
The sun is shining brightly
On the mountains and the seas
The waves run white 'round Inis Mor
The ship lies in the harbour
Waiting for an evening breeze
To take us to some foreign shore
The world we live in now is past
And winds of change are coming fast
What once was holy now it seems
To be a world of broken dreams
So kiss me once and say goodbye
And we'll try hard not to cry
These tumbling thoughts goin' through my head
Will stay forever left unsaid
And although I never will return
Inside a hope will always burn
That we may meet in some place once again
And you and I will still be friends
The sun is shining brightly
On the mountains and the seas
The waves run white 'round Inis Mor
The ship lies in the harbour
Waiting for an evening breeze
To take us to some foreign shore
Too many trials, too many tears
Too many tired and hungry years
But I will not forget the land
Where you and I walked hand in hand
So kiss me once and then I'll go
And sing my name out soft and low
And as I turn on down the road
Your kiss will lighten up my load
And though I know I never will return
Inside a hope will always burn
That we may meet in some place once again
And you and I will still be friends
The sun is shining brightly
On the mountains and the seas
The waves run white 'round Inis Mor
The ship lies in the harbour
Waiting for an evening breeze
To take us to some foreign shore
To take us to some foreign shore
Written by: WADE
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