My Lagan Love Letra

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,

And 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.