A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell
And the auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Я бы ещё добавил.
In the female prison there are seventy women
I wish it was with them that I did dwell
Then that old triangle could jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell
And the auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Я бы ещё добавил.
In the female prison there are seventy women
I wish it was with them that I did dwell
Then that old triangle could jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.