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We were young and broad-shouldered
Joyful, insolent and funny bandits
We were waiting for death to brush past us
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
At daybreak we left Ireland
And behind us the moor lit up
One day we had to be hanged
br/>On the road again, again
On the road again, again
The sea always returns to the shore
In the ripe wheat there are wild flowers
Don't think about it anymore, you're passing through
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
We were young and broad-shouldered
We were waiting for death to brush past us
It took the beautiful and the funny from us
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
Friend knows -you only words of love
Travel badly these days
You will leave even heavier
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
On the road again