Alpha Baylor
As she continued singing my eyes began to droop from lack of sleep so I leaned my head back against the wall as I listened:
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Codail, a linbh, go sámh A Mhuire, a mhathair a bhuime mhín tséimh Codail, a linbh, go sámh Is mé coimhde na ngrásta 'gus Íosa, Mac Dé Codail, a linbh, go sámh Codail, a linbh, go sámh Codail, a linbh, go sámh
I would have to ask Delania what it meant when I could form a coherent thought. The least I could do is pay her a compliment on her voice though. “Delania?” “Yes Alpha?” “You’re beautiful,” I muttered drifting off to sleep.
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