Corrs, The
My Lagan Love
Where Lagan streams sing lullabies 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 hath my heart in thrall No life have I, no liberty, For love is lord of all And sometimes when the beetle's horn Has lulled the eve to sleep, I steal into her shieling lorn, Letras de cancionesAnd through her doorway creep, There on the crickets' singing stone She spares the bogwood fire, And hums in sad sweet undertone The song 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.
From Letras Mania