Connie Dover

Siúil a Rún I wish I was on yonder hill 'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill Until every tear would turn a mill Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel I'll sell my only spinning wheel To buy my love a sword of steel Is go dt

In this fair land i'll stay no more here labor is in vain I'll seek the mountains far away and leave the fertile plain Where waves of grass and oceans roam into infinity I stand ready on the shore to cross the inland sea. I am going to the west you s

Ubi caritas Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est Congregavit nos in unum, Christi amor Exsultemus et in ipso, jucundemur Et ex corde diligamus, nos sincero Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est Simul ergo cum in unum, congregamur Ne nos mente dividamur, cav