Goodbye to the port and brandy, to the vodka and the Stag, To the Smithwicks and the Harp and the bottle, draught and keg. As I sat lookin' up at the
There was a Lord who lived in this land He being a Lord of high degree He left his foot down a ship's board And swore strange countries he would go see
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Delirium Tremens.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Nancy Spain.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Ride On.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Naturelle.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Swart is die kleur.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Aisling.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Al wat ek onthou.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Brand Times.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Stad van Chicago.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Biko Drum.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Die Knock Song.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Geel driehoek.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Noord en suid van die rivier.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Ierse maniere en Ierse Wette.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Gewone Man.
Vertaling: Moore, Christy. Die Foxy Duiwel.
