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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “From Derry down to Dublin town the bloody river flowed From seanchai to seanchai no tale went untold The cries of Eirann sons and daughter mired in the bog The tyranny ’cross Irish sea of poison London fog To live or die an Irishman the price was much the same Four corners of the world we sailed, in each they cursed our name Some took a wayward passage ’neath the hulls of coffin ships Some held on to the Auld Sod ’neath the sting of English whips A land to weary to conceive a harvest but for stone Was gleaned by queen’s men to the quick, stripped down to the bone Potatoes rotting in the ground, dear God the famine spread Like locusts from the fields of Hell they left us with our dead Still the breath of summer kissed the Emerald Isle And crawled around the brooding moors and cause the land to smile The healing of her sun and showers, the fragrance of her breast As irrepressible children we still celebrate her best The curse of destiny will drive a madman from his mind And cause a temperate soul to stand where once he had resigned And as the Thames and River Liffey seek the open sea Injustice will deliver a terrible beauty from Down with the Ship, released September 15, 2015 Jim Hines & The Waxies“
