Resumen del viaje a Irlanda

Beber
Guinness
y cantar
Molly Malone

1. In Dublin’s fair city,
Where girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she pushed her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, «Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh»!

Chorus:
Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, «Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh»!

2. Now she was a fishmonger,
And sure twas no wonder,
For so were her mother and father before,
And they each wheeled their barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, «Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh»!
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3. She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
Now her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, «Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh»!
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8 opiniones en “Resumen del viaje a Irlanda”

  1. en la bella ciudad de dublin
    las muchachas hermosas son como un jazmin
    alli vi a la dulce molly malone
    que tiraba y tiraba de su carreton
    fuera la calle estrecha o fuera un callejon…

  2. En la escultura la tal Molly Malone no sale demasiado agraciada al menos de cuello para arriba. Sin embargo de cuello para abajo gana bastante.
    Claro que despues de unas cuantas guiness, algunas chicas ganan mucho.

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