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Oh the winter it has passed And the summer's here with last The small birds are singing in the trees Their little hearts are glad Mine is very sad For my true love is far away from me The rose upon the briar And the water running clear Then the enchantment To the linnet and the bee Their little hearts are blessed Oh but mine can know no rest For my true love is far away from me Oh it's straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare Because it’s there I'll find tidings of my dear A livery I will wear and I'll comb back my hair (Yes , he will, Yes , he will) And in velvet shades of green I will appear Oh this I want to take for my own true lover’s sake Oh it’s straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare Because it’s there, I'll find tidings of my dear All you who are in love (yeah, that’s me) Letras de cancionesBut cannot it remove (that’s me too) I pity the pain (yeah) that you endure (you gotta experience) For experience lets me know (ohh) That your hearts are full of woe (Hearts are full of woe aw) (I’ve got this pain) And the pain no mortal can endure Oh it's straight I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare huh Because it’s there I'll find tidings of my dear (nobody said) And this tree I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare I’ve got to go, I’ve got to find tidings of my dear From Letras Mania