Once upon a time, there once lived a man, he was 31, he lived by the sea, he lived on an island, he was a warrior, My turn? Ok, you go... I'm going... you go... I'm going... Go on... so one day this man, well he met a girl, she had golden hair that had a natural curl, She was so beautiful but sad. That's nice, so, what happened next? you go... They fell in love in an instant when he save her from her death. her horse was stricken with madness but he calmed it in a breath. She said, 'I am a fairy from Tir Na N'og the daughter a king' He said, 'that doesn't mean a thing, that doesn't mean a thing!' So this man and girl lived in Tir Na N'og Land of endless youth where no one can grow old They lived three hundred years. But one day the man, he wanted to go home, just to pay a visit, the girl said go alone, but don't let your feet touch the ground. 'Why not?' It would break the magic. of course! she said to ride a white pony, he will beg your safe return but let me guess something went wrong, cause folks in stories never learn! She said, 'I am a fairy from Tir Na N'og the daughter of a king' He said, 'that doesn't mean a thing, that doesn't mean a thing!' Three hundred years and all had died, the land was cracked the sea had dried, his family lay tombed inside the lands crust, the man broke down, climbed off the horse, he touched the ground and then of course, the years he missed came back with force, he turned to dust. So the horse went back, back to Tir Na N'og the land of endless youth, where no one can grow old. And there the princess wept, this was the 27th warrior she'd almost kept.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
