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anche il vecchio shane ne parla in
The Snake with Eyes of Garnet
By Shane MacGowan (1994)
Last night as I lay dreaming
My way across the sea
James Mangan brought me comfort
With laudnum and POITIN
He flew me back to Dublin
In 1819
To a public execution
Being held on Stephen's Green
The young man on the platform
Held his head up and he did sing
Then he whispered hard into my ear
As he handed me this ring...
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