Sonja Nic Rafferty

Dublin

First I saw Dublin from above,
Ryan Air flew in a dare curve.
I only knew Ireland from the books,
For deep mental affinity I was looking.
Emerald Isle, land of my ancestors,
Yet runs my head since years!
My tour started with the city at River Liffey,
Irish music and Guinness, are an absolute must!
I spotted friendliness and patience.
In Dublin even nowadays still cult,
OConnell Bridge and Temple Bar,
I would like to stay in Dublin for a year.
The quick meals are spicy is a German saying,
So I tried to be content with the weekend.
Dublins citizens I want to meet again,
I do not give a darn on the weather, let it rain!

1998 Sonja Nic Rafferty


Ich sah Dublin zuerst von oben,
Ryan Air flog einen khnen Bogen.
Irland kannte ich bisher nur aus dem Buche,
Nach tiefer Seelenverwandtschaft ich suchte.
Emerald Isle, Land meiner Vorfahren,
Ist in meinem Kopf schon seit Jahren!
Die Tour begann mit der Stadt am Liffey Fluss,
Irish Music und Guinness, ein absolutes Muss!
Ich beobachtete Freundlichkeit und Geduld,
In Dublin auch heutzutage noch Kult.
OConnell Brcke und Temple Bar,
Ich bliebe gern in Dublin ein Jahr.
In der Krze, so sagt man, soll die Wrze liegen,
So wollt ich mich mit dem Wochenende begngen.
Dublins Bewohnern mchte ich wieder begegnen,
Das Wetter ist mir egal, es darf auch regnen!

1998 Sonja Nic Rafferty

 

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