cuid súl cách ab ea í
mise á rá leat ...
Malaí faoi bhláth
mise á rá leat ...
Malaí faoi bhláth
she was some sight
I'm telling you...
Molly in full bloom
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scamall ag dul thar bráid is ea an saol fós féin . . . |
our lives are but a passing cloud and yet . . . |
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我等が命 流れる雲か しかしまだ・・・ Leagan Seapáinise: Mariko Sumikura |
oor lives'r nocht bit a bygaun clud an yit... Leagan Béarla na hAlban: John McDonald |
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'ní ar muin asail a raghair go Meiriceá!' lá margaidh |
'you won't get to Amerikay on a dunkey!' market day |
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「驢馬に乗り 米国へ行かぬのか!」 市立つ日 Leagan Seapáinise: Mariko Sumikura |
'ye wullnae git tae Amerikay on a cuddie!' mercat day Leagan Béarla na hAlban: John McDonald |
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cosantóir na hoíche - an cat de shíor ag teacht is ag imeacht |
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guardian of the night - the endless comings and goings of the cat |
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不寝番― 行ったり来たり 猫ひきりなし Leagan Seapáinise: Mariko Sumikura |
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on gaird - aw nicht back an fore bawdrons Leagan Béarla na hAlban: John McDonald |
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Cathair na Soilse iata ag an mbáisteach throm fearthainn ó mhaidin ar na céimeanna ceocha is ar cholainn leathdhóite |
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the City of Lights occluded by heavy rain pouring all day long falling on the smoking ghats and on a body half-burned |
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moncaí mar mise ba cheart go mbeadh fhios agam sin iad na rudaí tagtar orm aniar aduaidh sínim lámh i dtreo na ré |
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a monkey like me should know better, beloved but what can i say there are unguarded moments when i still reach for the moon |