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between here and the palace.
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You know that tune?
My father used to sing it.
:19:14
There used to be
words too...
:19:17
but I've forgotten them.
:19:20
It's an Irish folksong.
:19:23
The lasses
who go to the well...
:19:26
Only think of Pat
:19:30
The lasses who stand
at the well
:19:33
And see themselves
reflected there
:19:38
Only wait for Pat
:19:43
Pat Murphy lies
in a watery grave
:19:47
And yearning
is in vain
:19:53
The lasses
who go to the shore
:19:57
And keep a watch
for distant sails
:20:02
Only hope for him
:20:07
Only hope for him.
:20:12
Sahib, I've found
the words again.
:20:17
But it's an Irish folksong.
:20:19
Seetha, who was your father?
:20:25
My origins are obscure
and shadowy
:20:29
like the nights
of the moon goddess.
:20:32
I was very young
when my parents died.
:20:36
The priests raised me.
:20:38
Did your father have
a pale face like mine?
:20:44
I can't remember his face.
:20:47
I was very ill.
We were all ill.
:20:51
Vultures circled
over the houses
:20:54
and jackals came
to the doors.
:20:57
A lot of people died then.
My parents too.