As clear as a shining crystal
In the rays of the noonday sun
The view is a scene of beauty
Across the sparkling horizon.
Goodbye to mundane happenings
Farewell to the England I know.
I am staying for awhile in Ireland
Where the three-leaf clovers grow.
But to dearest Britain I shall return
Long before winter is here...
To visit the Royal Pavilion
And wander along Brighton Pier.
As clear as a lustrous crystal
Ships will sail by one by one,
As I gaze o'er the sea at noonday
From Palace Pier in the Autumn sun.
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