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Make Me A Channel Of Your Peace - Sinead O'Connor

"Make me a channel of your peace Where there is hatred let me bring your love Where there is injury, your pardon Lord And where there is doubt true faith in You Make ma a channel of your peace Where there"

A Perfect Indian - Sinead O'Connor

"A Perfect Indian is he Remembering him life is sweet Like a weeping willow His face on my pillow Comes to me still in my dreams And there I saw a young baby A beautiful daughter was she A face from a"

Scorn Not His Simplicity - Sinead O'Connor

"See the child With the golden hair Yet eyes that show the emptiness inside Do we know Can we understand just how he feels Or have we really tried See him now As he stands alone And watches children play"

All Babies - Sinead O'Connor

"All babies are born saying God's name Over and over, All born singing God's name All babies are flown from the Universe From there they're lifted by the hands of angels God gives them the stars to use"

In This Heart - Sinead O'Connor

"In this heart lies for you A lark born only for you Who sings only to you My love My love My love I am waiting for you For only to adore you My heart is for you My love My love My love This is my grief"

Mna Na H - Sinead O'Connor

"T bean in irinn a phronnfadh sad domh is mo shith le n-ól Is t bean in irinn is ba bhinne lithe mo rfla ceoil N seinm thad; at bean in irinn is norbh fhearr li beo Mise ag limnigh nó leagtha i gcr is mo"

My Man's Gone Now - Sinead O'Connor

"My man's gone now Ain't no use a listenin' For his tired footsteps Climbin' up the stairs Old man sorrow's Come to keep me company Whisperin' beside me When I say my prayers When I say my prayers He"

My Special Child - Sinead O'Connor

"Think about my little girl Her yellow skin and her dark curls And how her father's heart was frozen I spoke to her and I said: "You won't regret the mother you have chosen" I lied. Where's she tonight? I"

Ode To Billy Joe - Sinead O'Connor

"It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was baling hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat And Mama hollered out"

Famine - Sinead O'Connor

"OK, I want to talk about Ireland Specifically I want to talk about the "famine" About the fact that there never really was one There was no "famine" See Irish people were only allowed to eat potatoes All"

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