Obraz Pietera Brueghela Lyrics & Chords By Jan Hrubý & Kukulín

I would I were on yonder hill, it's there I'd sit and cry my fill And every tear would turn a mill ... is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán ...read more

How come that blood on your shirt sleeve? Oh dear love tell me me me That is the blood of my gallant grey hawk Who flies across the field, field, Who flies across the field ...read more

I feel the call, the eternity I can't prevail by ages of distress and a life so enslaved memories from my past crawling closer can this lonely night come forth again? I hide...read more

Come down to me I'll give you all you need to live I'll let go, give in, feel free I don't need to live Come down to me stand for the things you belive in my heart is...read more

I am a poor wayfarin stranger While travelin through this world below There's no sickness toil or danger In the fair land to which I go I'm goin there to see my mother I'm...read more