Irish Limerick

I was running through the hills

I was running there all night

I was running through the hills

To catch my ship tonight

I was searching for my true lover

It’s a search I will not cease

I will search all the water

And the Seven Seas

Though the wind was icy frigid

But it shall not yield me

I shall find my true lover

And I will succeed

And the wind will push me away

To my true lover today

Special thanks to Nick and Brian for their collaboration on this project.