Once a time, once lived a man, he was 31, he by the sea, he on an island, he was a warrior, My Ok, you go... I'm going... you go... I'm going... Go on... so one day man, he met a girl, she had golden hair that had a curl, She was so but sad. That's nice, so, happened next? you go... They fell in love in an he save her from her death. her horse was with madness but he it in a breath. She said, 'I am a from Tir Na N'og the daughter a He said, doesn't mean a thing, that mean a thing!' So this man and lived in Tir Na of endless youth where no one can old They lived hundred years. But one day the man, he to go home, to pay a visit, the girl go alone, but don't let your feet the ground. not?' It would the magic. of course! she said to ride a pony, he will beg your safe but let me guess went wrong, cause folks in never learn! She said, 'I am a fairy Tir Na N'og the daughter of a He said, 'that doesn't a thing, that doesn't a thing!' Three years and all had died, the land was the sea had dried, his lay tombed inside the lands crust, the man down, climbed off the horse, he touched the and then of course, the years he missed came with force, he to dust. So the went back, to Tir Na N'og the of endless youth, where no one can old. And there the wept, this was the 27th warrior almost kept.