Across the silver river Over the delphs and hills To see the sun is shining bright Above the greenest fields I look for the maker of Eire Who makes the
He drops down to his knees, unaware of eccentricities. He stands he spins and he twists. He's got a million tricks. And you may think it's unnecessary
Перевод: Groovie Ghoulies. Лепрекон Рок.
