Текст песни Celtic Woman - The Parting Glass

Текст:

Of all the money that e'er I had, I spent it in good company. And all the harm I've ever done, alas it was to none but me. And all I've done for want of wit to mem'ry now I can't recall; So fill to me the parting glass, Good night and joy be to you all. CHORUS [So] fill to me the parting glass And drink a health whate’er befalls And gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be to you all Of all the comrades that e'er I had, They're sorry for my going away. And all my sweethearts that e'er I had, They'd wish me one more day to stay. But since it fell unto my lot, That I should rise and you should not, I gently rise and softly call, Good night and joy be to you all. But since it fell unto my lot, That I should rise and you should not, I gently rise and softly call, Good night and joy be to you all.

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