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gáireann abhlóirí fúm is ritheann deora leo an tóraitheoir, féach air ag cuardach thall is abhus an té úd as El Toboso | ||
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jesters laugh at me tears roll down their cheeks the seeker, there he goes still searching everywhere for the one from El Toboso |
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gáireann abhlóirí fúm is ritheann deora leo an tóraitheoir, féach air ag cuardach thall is abhus an té úd as El Toboso | ||
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jesters laugh at me tears roll down their cheeks the seeker, there he goes still searching everywhere for the one from El Toboso |
