My+Lagan+Love

Alfabetisk liste || =My Lagan Love= ||   || http://www.anuna.ie/Partial/par_laganlove.pdf ||  ||   ||   || media type="file" key="mylagan2014mekko.mp3" width="240" height="20"1 vers a capella
 * Anglo-amerikanske folketoner og ballader
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 * || Gammel air. Tekst av Joseph Campbell, aka Seosamh MacCathmhaoil)

[G]Where Lagan stream sings lulla[A]by There[G] blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her[A] eye The[G] night is on her hair And like a[Am] love-[G]sick [H]lennan-[C]shee She has my[Am] heart[D] in[G] thrall [Gm]Nor life I owe nor liber[A]ty For[G] love is lord of all.

Her father sails a running-barge 'Twixt Leamh-beag and The Druim; And on the lonely river-marge She clears his hearth for him. When she was only fairy-high Her gentle mother died; But dew-Love keeps her memory Green on the Lagan side.

And often when the beetle's horn Hath lulled the eve to sleep I steal unto her shieling lorn And thru the dooring peep. There on the cricket's singing stone, She spares the bogwood fire, And hums in sad sweet undertone The songs of heart's desire

Her welcome, like her love for me, Is from her heart within: Her warm kiss is felicity That knows no taint of sin. And, when I stir my foot to go, 'Tis leaving Love and light To feel the wind of longing blow From out the dark of night.

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby There blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her eye The night is on her hair And like a love-sick lennan-shee She has my heart in thrall Nor life I owe nor liberty For love is lord of all. ||  || http://www.anuna.ie/Partial/par_laganlove.pdf ||  || Celtic Woman
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