A grand old team

Hail, hail, the Celts are here, what to hell do we care, what to hell do we care

Hail, hail, the Celts are here, what to hell do we care now

For it’s a grand old team to play for, for it’s a grand old team to see

And if you know the history it’s enough to make your heart go oh,oh,oh

We don’t care if we win, loose or draw, what to hell do we care

For we only know that there’s gonna be the show and the Glasgow Celtic will be there

Sure is the best damn team in Scotland and the players all around

For we support the Celtic as we are the finest in the land (God bless them)

We’ll be there to give the Bhoys a cheer where the league flag flies

And the cheers go up when we know the Scottish cup is coming home to rest in Paradise

A moment…like the longest day

A moment like the longest day
It seems will last forever
Every look you gave to me
Still flashes in my mind

An’ every breath an’ every word
When you said to me: ”I’m goin’”
I lost myself I lost my own
I said…

I said I’ll go to heaven
But I’m goin’ to my own prison
To keep my faith from you
To keep my strength from you
My lips are sealed forever
I’ll exile myself wherever
To save my soul from you
To save myself from you

That moment now’s so far away
But I still can feel it today
Every word I gave to you
Lies frozen deep inside

All I want to say is wrong
All I want to say is senseless
Now the world to me means nothin’
I said…

I said I’ll go to heaven
But I’m goin’ to my own prison
To keep my faith from you
To keep my strength from you
My lips are sealed forever
I’ll exile myself wherever
To save my soul from you
To save myself from you

Against the wind

The day was sad an’ sore like most of other days
Full of rain cold an’ gray
I never felt so tired as tired I am now
Hangin’ on the string of fate

The hours come
The hours go
Counting steps
I lose control
Life still goes on

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Against the wind
The years have gone
Against the wind
I stand alone
Against the wind
Without a fear
Against the wind
Without a tear

I stood alone and watched my tied an’ useless hands
Tryin’ to move tryin’ to feel
I see the shade of death that’s sneakin’ all around
Waitin’ for a chance to grab my soul

The hours come
The hours go
A surrendering way
Is not my own
Life still goes on

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Bean Na Shi

Her hair is like silver, her eyes are like gold
She's never been young and she'll never grow old
She lives by the Shannon, the Liffey and the Lee
The sweet, swift, elusive Bean Na Shi

She rides a red roan when the moon winds are blowin'
Glides like a zephyr and sings like a harp
Beware of her anger, as sharp as a dagger
Splintering icicles into your heart

Bean Na Shi - my living fairytale
Bean Na Shi - my dream will never end

She lives in a bower, surrounded by flowers
Guarded around by wild bramble trees
I'm anxious to find her as I want to remind her
Of promise she made to me when I was three

Her name could be Aine, Blahin or Grainne
Nobody knows what her real name might be
But I'll take a gamble and brave the wild brambles
To come face-to-face with the Bean Na Shi

Blue

That was just a peaceful morning,
after the cold winter night,
When I layed upon a dead tree,
On the bank where we used to be

There was a planty of snow around me,
An empty bottle in my hand,
The cold wind just was whistling,
On the place I tried to stand

Then I saw the blue sky over,
When the fog begun to fade,
And the blue coloured river,
That covered my fuckin' shade

I remember why I'm here,
When I heard your gently call,
I saw the face in front of me,
With the bluest eyes of all

When I tried to reach your hand,
I realised you're just a dream,
I kissed the lips of ghostly girl,
That stood in front of me

I felt love after all this years,
In the silence of dead old tree,
There was cold, but in heart was warm,
When you stood next to me

I said goodbye to river,
When I heard your gently call,
Someday I know I'll find again,
My bluest eyes of all.

Can you get me out?

I went to the house at the top of the hill
An’ stood trembling there by the door
My heart was thumpin’ it would not stand still
I hadn’t done this before
I’d come to see a witch’ cause a foul bad bitch
Had put an evel eye on me
An’ I had t’get out out beyond me doubt
I wanted my soul to breathe

So!
Can y’get me out
Can y’get me get me out
Can you get me outta here
Can y’get me out out beyond me doubt
Free me from pain and from fear
Every thing that I try to do there’s an obstacle in my way
And I have to go out before I shout
So tell me what y’have t’say

Can I cross your palm with silver m’am
Can I cross your palm with gold
A smile lit up her kindly face
Ara child sure I’m much to old
Go to the church and lite a little candle
For the souls of those in pain
And I will get you out out beyond your doubt
An’ you’ll never be a victim again

Ohh can you get me out
Can y’get me get me out
Can you get me outta here
Can y’get me out out beyond me doubt
Free me from pain and from fear

Captain Moonlight and me

Tyres swallowed miles
On the road to Oblivion
Driving all the memories
Into the jaws of nowhere
A thousand shades of gray
Hide the Captain Moonlight
A pile of hardest feelings
And a bunch of sweetest dreams

Carpets of first snow
Glistened in the windows
Two breaths were flaming
Steaming the glass
I’ll always remember
The riot in our hearts
And two little diamonds
Sparkling in your eyes

I’m goin’ away
Under a starlight gown
Floating in dream
Forever with thee
Instead of an angel
That raised me to rhye
Just Captain Moonlight
Is riding with me

Dead end

Another dead end in the game that we play
Roaming through the never in a labyrinth of lust
Too many paths I’ve crossed running from myself
Hiding from the sunlight blind against the sight

Now I know it was written before the time existed
Out of this world beyond the last horizon
Here I am I stepped into the circle
Cracked and chained by fear of a pleasure unknown

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We’re playing major rolls in a symphony of sorrow
Where ashes turn to ashes and dust turn to dust
We can fool nobody with this fear in our eyes
Tryin’ to make the paradise in this mortal world of rust

Bad dreams are fading like stream in the snow
Eyes of destiny fixed us like the twist of a knife
Are we writing a prelude to the opera of pain
Or a simple happy ending in another tale of life

Drinking song

The clock started noon,
I jumped out of bed,
I drank a cup of coffee
And I walked out to the street.
It was a boring sunny day,
I was lookin' for some fun,
I tried to find someone
So I walked into a pub.

There was Lucky playin' banjo,
On accordion was Jake,
We drank some beer and whiskey
And pint of good old Celtic gin.
It was derby on TV,
On Parkhead was a crowd,
We started watchin' game
With hope that our Celts would win.

We are drinkin' beer,
We are drinkin' gin,
No matter what's in bottle
We are drinkin' everything.

Then we took a short walk through the dirty streets,
And came back to the pub, for the game of darts,
Celtic beat the rangers, all the people sang & cheered,
We broke some bloody glasses, we were little bit of weird

That was ordinarily day in our smelly town,
We felt the smell of petrol and the dust between the toes,
Our eyes were chilly sparkled like a jewels in the crown,
Our hearts are always fill, doesn't matter where we go.

Eimer

Red owen made camp by the glen of two lakes
They all new his daughter was the fairest in the land
She had come of age it was time to choose a husband
A fine and noble warrior worthy of her hand

And the kings road down from their great high mountains
And chieftains marched in from around the countryside
Princes even sailed from far across the water
To fight for the right to make eimer their bride

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Eimer was fair as the wild flowers of morning
Eimer could sing like a lark in the warmth of May
Eimer could dance light as windblow gossamer
Put a sword in her hand though and she’d lay men in the clay

Conall MacMurta was poor but a bold one
He was proud as a stallion and skilled in the art of war
When Eimer saw him defeat the other champions
She new that he was chosen one for her

Sighing the kings all road to their mountains
Weeping the chieftains marched back to the countryside
Brokenhearted the princes sailed across the water
When conall son of Murta made Eimer his bride