Did any of you bother to check out what "Seafoid Cruthanta" actually means? It's not a quaint village in western Ireland. It's (approximately) Gaelic for "total bullshit."
Actually it is quite a nice song--sounds almost like something I would've written back in a high school English class shortly after returning from Ireland.
Ireland I am coming home I can see your rolling fields of green And fences made of stone I am reaching out won't you take my hand I'm coming home Ireland...
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Date: 2006-04-03 10:58 pm (UTC)Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland...