Are you homesick for the emerald isle?
Well here’s a ditty that’ll make you smile,
Take a glass and raise it high,
For all our cousin’s back in,
Ireland, Ireland.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Gather round all to hear my tale,
Waved to my lassie then the boat set sail,
But my heart still lies in old Kinsale,
Let’s sing a song for,
Ireland, Ireland.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Ah take a drink and we'll drink some more,
We'll drink to your health, and drink to the poor,
We'll drink with a shamrock at the bottom of our cup,
With the white and the gold and the green raised up.

Raise her high.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

There’s a free house I know, down an old country road,
Where the liquor is cheap, and the firelight burns low,
The floors tell a story of blood, sweat and tears,
Where the feet of our fathers will ring on for years.

Hold your head high,
We'll do or we'll die!

Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Ooohhh Ooohhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
The feet of our fathers will live on in blood, sweat and tears!
So fight the fight and stand strong!

In the wake of our elders, we'll find our own way,
And carry the torch as we fight through the fray,
With hearts unafraid, and our courage to spare,
We'll taste the good life, and we'll live without care.

So prove yourself tough, prove yourself brave,
Stand with your family and fight ‘til the grave,
In the face of adversity, battles and brawls,
Prove yourself worthy and bold to the core.

Hold your head high,
We'll do or we'll die!

Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
The feet of our fathers will live on in blood, sweat and tears!
So fight the fight and stand strong!

In that free house we know, down the old country road,
Where the liquor is cheap, and the embers burn low,
The floors tell a story of blood, sweat and tears,
Where our feet will continue to ring on for years.

So Prove yourself tough,
Prove yourself brave,
Prove yourself tough,
Prove yourself brave,
Fight the fight and stand up strong!

You can take my arms, you can cut the veins
You can build upon my sweat and pain
You can try to break this wooden frame
But what you can’t have is a crown to reign

Somewhere deep inside of me, I know I’m not alone
I can see the enemy, staring through the back of me
If you think that I’ll be easy, go ahead and test that lie
Tease that charge for battle,
I can only hope you try

ES:

Ella creó
un mundo donde todos quieren atacar por detrás
Y después vi
Que sus dilemas con mil versos no podría diluir

Y yo
Que no tengo ni donde caer muerto!
Por Cierto
De seguro yo mañana me levanto
con un mundo de proyectos siendo el duro del momento
y tú Cayendo!

Como un ángel de luz que ilumina mi cruz
Acribillado a tus deseos de un buen look

Nah nah nah nah
Sigo cayendo, si! Sigo cayendo bajo
Nah nah nah nah
Sigo cayendo, si! Sigo cayendo bajo

Quiero tener
El mundo entero para verlo en tus manos arder
Yo puedo ser
quien se involucre con la parte sucia de tu saber
Y ahora
Quisiera no perder mi dignidad
Ya está!
Ya escribí mas de una letra intentando ser poeta
Y sigo de último en tu lista de opciones bien obsoletas

Como un ángel de luz que ilumina mi cruz
Acribillado a tus deseos de un buen look

Nah nah nah nah
Sigo cayendo, si! Sigo cayendo bajo
Nah nah nah nah
Sigo cayendo, si! Sigo cayendo bajo
Nah nah nah nah
Sigo cayendo, si! Sigo cayendo bajo
Nah nah nah nah
Sigo cayendo, si! Sigo cayendo bajo



EN:

She created
a world where everyone wants to attack from behind
And then I saw
That her dilemmas with a thousand verses I could not dilute

And I
Who have nowhere to drop dead!
By the way
Surely tomorrow I wake up
With a world of projects being the tough one of the moment
and you falling!

Like an angel of light that illuminates my cross
Riddled with your desires for a good look

Nah nah nah nah nah
I keep on falling, yeah! I keep on falling down
Nah nah nah nah nah
I keep on falling, yeah! I keep on falling down

I want to have
The whole world to watch it burn in your hands
I can be the one
Who gets involved with the dirty part of your knowledge
And now
I'd like not to lose my dignity
That's it!
I've already written more than one letter trying to be a poet
And I'm still last in your list of very obsolete options

Like an angel of light that illuminates my cross
Riddled with your desires for a good look

Nah nah nah nah nah
I keep on falling, yeah! I keep on falling down
Nah nah nah nah nah
I keep on falling, yeah! I keep on falling down
Nah nah nah nah nah
I keep on falling, yeah! I keep on falling down
Nah nah nah nah nah
I keep on falling, yeah! I keep on falling down