Luyện nghe bài hát Feinbhas A Ghabhail

suffocate in graves
as i stare in disbelief,
drains from open
a silent prayer, on
death's sweet
for the is far too great
and the is far too late
to keep upon my lips
a of flowers dead,
a of truth unsaid
too many days
the shines below,
a to let me know
my is not my own

and of all i wished
died in the depths of
your

to worry does no for a
not understood
this life should not been
the rain in fall, a cry to
one and all,
is from suffering a sin?

a whisper in my takes hold
my deepest
the beckons my name
for the cut is made,
a slice of steel blade
air and ground not the same

torment, inscribed in
sin, are brisk, bring
end
water turns red, life to
dust, is nothing,
darkness
mourners in black, at
the wake, of love,
death now aches
solace...alone...forever