All of the perfection nothing will and can be made. The old skin has to shed before the new one sees the day. Opportunities to find the deeper powers in ourselves. Come when life is breathing and s
Chorus. 'Se/ mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear. 'Se/ mo Chaesar Gile Mear. Suan na/ se/an ni/ bhfuaireas fe/in. O/ chuaigh i gce/in mo Ghile Mear Grief and pain are all I know. My heart is sore. My tears