You were down in Cork south of Dublin
Lovely green eyes surrounded by your pale porcelain skin
Yes a beautiful flower I
Picked you out of a field that was covered in dew
Yes you were covered
Covered in dew
A graceful pretty bee orchid
That's never going to sting
The word is
The word is
Kind and loving
Curves like the rolling hills of the moor
You are oh so very wealthy and in beauty far from poor
Sweet and so young a fiery red head
In the wеave of this land a golden thread
Yеs in the weave a golden thread more talents than the strings on a harp
Your mind not blunt but very sharp
The word is
The word is
Kind and loving
Lovely green eyes surrounded by your pale porcelain skin
Yes a beautiful flower I
Picked you out of a field that was covered in dew
Yes you were covered
Covered in dew
A graceful pretty bee orchid
That's never going to sting
The word is
The word is
Kind and loving
Curves like the rolling hills of the moor
You are oh so very wealthy and in beauty far from poor
Sweet and so young a fiery red head
In the wеave of this land a golden thread
Yеs in the weave a golden thread more talents than the strings on a harp
Your mind not blunt but very sharp
The word is
The word is
Kind and loving
( Shakhan )
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