My Lagan Love - vocal
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Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
There blows a lily fiar;
The twilight gleam is in her eye
The night is on her hair
And, like a love-sick lenanshee
She hath my heart in thrall;
Nor life I owe, nor liberty
For Love is lord of all
And often when the beetles horn
Hath lulled the eve to sleep
I steal unto her shieling lorn
And thro' the dooring peep
There on the cricket's singing stone
She spares the bog wood fire
And hums in sad sweet undertone
The song of heart's desire
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