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Şarkı Sözleri How high the gulls fly O'er Ilay How sad the farm lad deep in play Felt like a grain on your sand How well the sheep's bell music makes Roving the cliff when fancy takes Felt like a tide left me here How blessed the forest with birdsong How neat the cut peat laid so long Felt like a seed on your land