Rose Of Kilarney.

Rose Of Kilarney.
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Oh, promise to meet me when twilight is falling.
Bealde the bright waters that slumber so fair:
Bach bird in the meadow your name will be calling.
And ev’ry sweet rosebud will look for you there.
It’s morning and evening for you I am sighing.
The heart in my bosom is yours evermore:
I’ll watch for you, darling, when daylight Is dying-
Sweat rose of Killarney, Mavourneen Astorel

My heart la a nest that la robbed and forsaken.
When gone from any sight is the girl that I
lovel ong word from your lips can my kladness awaken,
Your smile in the smile of the angels abovel
Ah, meet me at twilight beside the bright waters
The love that I’ve told you, I’d whisper once mory.
Oh, sweetest and fairest of Erin’s fair daughters.
Dear rose of Killarney, Mavourneen Astore.