Irish kiss

I need a kiss on these times of mourning
A sweet kiss to help me forget

I need a kiss with the taste of tragedy
Soft as water, charming as the air

Tinkling cold touch
Loners warmth soul

Is getting late, the moon is fading away
There is only you and me left

And I need a kiss for these times of despair
A charming kiss

I promise I will not flinch
I will fetch one more coin to pay

I need a kiss on these times of mourning
Blood, tears and a coat of arms to mix with my Irish kiss.

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