Many people die of thirst but the Irish are born with one.
This silent call you make, A silence so loud I fear the world knows it's meaning If you fill every corner of a room Where can I look? If I close my eyes the silence becomes louder! There is no escape from you The only way out is in
I cannot stand being awake, the pain is too much.
Is there anything worn under the kilt? No, it's all in perfect working order.
I shook hands with a friendly Arab. I still have my right arm to prove it.
There is a time to live, a time to die, a time to laugh, and at no time are the three of them very far apart.