I’ve seen enough, it’s all undone
‘Tis the secret of the Irishman
Weak makes strong
And strong makes weak
Oh seraphim do come
For the love of ivy
Let’s love, oh let’s love
For the love of ivy
She’s laughing on, she’s laughing on
To stay confused
Disunion has its breaks
It’s ordinary aches and pains I’ll take
It’s with sympathy
That I gift you to me
Please, stay confused
Disunion has its use
It’s sadness, dead goons and pageants of harm
For the love of ivy
Let’s love, oh let’s love
It’s with sympathy
That I gift you to me
It’s with sympathy
That I gift you to me
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