From 970022a947d4299eae466b05832992a940365f68 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Sebastian Hugentobler Date: Sat, 10 Aug 2013 00:25:25 +0200 Subject: [PATCH] Changed the last line in Finnegan's Wake (but I need a native Irish speaker) --- lyrics/FinnegansWake.tex | 6 +++--- 1 file changed, 3 insertions(+), 3 deletions(-) diff --git a/lyrics/FinnegansWake.tex b/lyrics/FinnegansWake.tex index 2dc554e..82372b1 100644 --- a/lyrics/FinnegansWake.tex +++ b/lyrics/FinnegansWake.tex @@ -1,6 +1,6 @@ Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street \\ -A gentleman Irish, mighty odd; \\ +A gentle Irishman, mighty odd; \\ He had a brogue both rich and sweet \\ And to rise in the world he carried a hod. \\ Now Tim had a sort of the tipplin' way \\ @@ -54,6 +54,6 @@ The liquor squattered over Tim! \\ The corpse revives! See how he rises! \\ Tim Finnegan rising from the bed, \\ Says, "Whirl your whiskey round like blazes \\ -D'ainm an diabhal!* Do you think I'm dead?" \\ +d'anam don diabhal!* Do you think I'm dead?" \\ -*"Your soul to the devil! (spoken: Thanum an Dhul)" +*"Your soul to the devil! (spoken: Danum un deel)"