Molly Malone

Molly Malone

In Dublin’s fair city,where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through street wide and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels a-live a-live O!

She was a fishmanger and sure it was no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their borrow through streets wide and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels a-live a-live O!

She died of a fever and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets wide and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels a-live a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels a-live a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels a-live a-live O!


Esta es una de las canciones mas famosas aqui
Se que adriana me va a matar cuando vea la foto, pero es la única que tengo de la famosa Molly Malone. Esta escultura esta justo al principio de Grafton St. Una de las zonas mas comerciales aqui. Si puedo, intentare colgar la musiquilla.

Ahhh!No os enfadeis demasiado si no escribo!!! My apologies!!
Un beso a todos!