Paroles de Molly Malone

In Dublin's Fair City, where the girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow Crying: "cockles and mussels alive, alive-o" Chorus: Alive, alive-o, alive, alive-o Crying: "Cockles and mussels alive, alive-o" She was a fishmonger, but shure 't was no wonder For so were her mother an father before They wheeled their wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow Crying: "Cockles and mussels alive, alive-o" Chorus She died of a fever and no one could save her And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow Crying: ''Cockles and mussels alive, alive-o" Chorus