GRACE You are not a man, You don't have a spine, Ready to surrender And put Ireland in chains Whoring's made you soft Drink has left you weak Not a drop of Irish blood Is left within your veins You and all your lies, I've borne all that I must I can see you clear; You're a dead weight in a war, A disgrace to the clan You're a hundred things more, What you're not is man! Get up! Jesus Christ! DONAL I've had enough of this, Woman, hold your whist! "Woman," well not quite, That's always been the joke; What is the trouble here? Basic'lly the gist Is I can't go on being Married to a bloke Yes, love, it's true You've been adm'rably taught Pressed to admit, You're an ace at your trade, You're a half-decent shot, Fairly skilled with a blade... But a woman you're not! GRACE My father up above, His very word you flout! DONAL Boots, swords, And trousers I've been the patient one! GRACE Has it been three years? I can still walk out! DONAL I draw the line, If you cross it, then GRACE AND DONAL We're done! DONAL You took my rightful place Through the mad dying words of a senile old man GRACE Now you've fin'lly said What is unforgivable Every day Discrediting DONAL (at the same time) Every day regretting BOTH The bargain that we made GRACE Never did I Have a doubt DONAL (at the same time) Not a doubt ever BOTH That this would Come to be GRACE Poisonous And pitiful DONAL (at the same time) Poisoned, Perverted, BOTH The tune you asked be played GRACE Someone has to pay the piper; DONAL (at the same time) Someone must pay up, dear BOTH Better you than me GRACE No! As allowed me, by our Irish laws, I say to you now... I dismiss you! I dismiss you! I dismiss you! MEN Stay away from Grania, You don't matter any more Hang your sword up, go below - you've Nothing else to do Soon as we get into port We dump you on the shore Unity of clans is over All because of you... All because of you... All because of you... All because of you... Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com