Molly Malone

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um dos símbolos de Dublin é a Molly Malone. Segundo a lenda, uma peixeira de vida alegre que morre jovem numa febre. Esta estátua está a meio caminho entre o Bank of Ireland, o Trinity College e a Grafton street onde todas as lojas de luxo estão....

a visão da estátua fez me lembrar de uma estadia anterior na cidade, com objectivos MUITO diferentes e onde me dediquei a um esforçado rally das tascas. Invariavelmente acabamos a noite a cantar à musa da cidade da seguinte forma:

1. In Dublin's fair city,

Where girls are so pretty,

I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,

As she pushed her wheelbarrowThrough streets broad and narrow,

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"!

Refrão: Alive, alive oh!

alive, alive oh!

Crying, "Cockles and mussels,

alive, alive oh"!

2. Now she was a fishmonger,

And sure twas no wonder,

For so were her mother and father before,

And they each wheeled their barrow,

Through streets broad and narrow,

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"

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3. She died of a fever,

And no one could save her,

And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.

Now her ghost wheels her barrow,

Through streets broad and narrow,

Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"

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Grandes memória me trouxe a amiga Molly :)

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