When boyhood's fire was in my blood I read of ancient freemen, For Greece and Rome who bravely stood, Three hundred men and three men; And then I prayed I yet might see Our fetters rent in twain, And Ireland. long a province, be A Nation once again!
(ascunde) Dacă limba de pe pagina ta se schimbă brusc doar fă click pe steagul ţării tale şi imediat va revenii la normal. (pauloaguia) (arată toate sfaturile)