I'm crazy, crazy for feelin' so lonely And I'm crazy, crazy for feelin' so blue Oh I knew, you'd love me as long as you wanted And then some day, you
You ever hear the story of Mr. Faded Glory? Say he who rides a pony must someday fall I've been talkin' to my alter, says "Life is what you make it And
ar mo chroi go deo He-a-ro He-a-o-ro Ma shiulaim o na laetha beo An ghrian 's an ghealach ar mo chul Nil uaim ach smaointe o mo shaoil Deora ar mo chroi
Traducció: Enya. Deore Ar Mo Chroi (Les Llàgrimes De La meva Cor).
