Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines
I'll remember Dublin city, in the rare old times
Raised on songs and stories, heroes of renown
The passing tales and glories, that once was Dublin town
The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting childrens' rhymes
That once was Dublin city, in the rare old times
Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines
I'll remember Dublin city, in the rare old times
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