Paddy Goes To Holyhead Kitiara
Kitiara, of all these days, these days Are rocked into dark and waiting in regret As the clouds obscure the city as I write this Delaying thought and sunlight
Kitiara, what do the gods know about our love Kitiara, faith is strong and hope is enough
In absences you grew, more beautiful More poiseness you were An attar of orchids in the swimming night Where passion like a shark runs down a bloodstream Murders four senses, only taste preserving
Kitiara, what do the gods know about our love Kitiara, faith is strong and hope is enough
