Fil, fil his secret
Fil, fil his secret and do not leave me
Fillorm his pulse and his story
And You will see the glory if you return
My eyes far and wide
In my youth I did something
And I did not see any wonder
As the priest Ó Dónaill in his minister
Phil, fil his secret Ó
Fill, fil his secret and I will not leave him
Fillorm his pulse and his store
And you will know the glory if you return
You rejected Peter and Paul
Because of the gold and the money
You rejected the queen of glory
And you turned into a minister's coat
Fil, fil his secret
Fil, fil my secret and don't go away from me
If you return today or never
Fill insane order in which you were trained

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