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MELODIES WERE TAKEN FROM THE CHEST OF OUR LEGENDS
STAVES REMAINED UNBROKEN THROUGH THE JIGS I NOW REMEMBER
INHERITED AS TREASURE OF A PAST WHERE MY ANCESTORS
ASKED ME TO KEEP THIS ENDLESS TRIP TO GRASP MEMORIES

EARLY IN THE MORNING I LEAN OUT JUST TO SEE
THE GRASS IS WET, IT´S FOGGY OUT THERE THE GREY WIND SHAKES ME
I COULDN´T FIND THE BAGPIPE DWARFS MAY HAVE TAKEN IT
A FAIR REVENGE 'CAUSE I HAVE PLAYED THE OLD DRUNKEN JIG

THE COLD DOESN'T MIND MY FRIENDS ARE OUTSIDE
I GO OUT IN SEARCH OF THE BARS WE COME BY
THAT LET US STAY TOGETHER TILL LATE
NIGHTS ARE SPENT THE JIG'S HEARD AGAIN

WE SHARE MORE THAN WE NEED
THE SONG IS NOT OVER IN YOUR SKIN'S STILL
BAGPIPES WHICH MERGE WITH YOUR TEARS
YOUR ROOTS SEW THE NOTES OF THE OLD DRUNKEN JIG

THE WOODEN DOOR IS OPEN NOW ALONE CORNERS SPEAK
I SMELL EMPTINESS THE BEER IN KEGS ECHOES OF SOME GRIEF
FIDDLERS SHOW HEARTACHES THE BAGPIPE STEALS MY BREATH
AT LAST WE'RE ALL ABLE TO SING THE OLD DRUNKEN JIG

WON'T WAIT TILL MORNING ARRIVES
THE DAWN CLOSES BARS AND CUTS OUT THE RHYMES
GREEN SHAMROCKS ARE TATTOOED IN YOUR VEINS
THAT GARDEN YOU DREAMT OF GIVES LUCK TO YOUR FATE
WE SHARE MORE THAN WE NEED
THE SONG IS NOT OVER IN YOUR SKIN'S STILL
BAGPIPES WHICH MERGE WITH YOUR TEARS
YOUR ROOTS SEW THE NOTES OF THE OLD DRUNKEN JIG

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