Blackmore’s Night - The Ashgrove lyrics

The ash grove, how graceful
How plainly 'tis speaking
The harp wind through it playing
Has language for me
Whenever the light through it's
Branches is breaking
A host of kind faces is gazing on me

The friends of my childhood
Again are before me
Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam
With soft whispers laden it's
Leaves rustle o'er me
The ash grove, the ash grove again is my home

Down yonder green valley
Where streamlets meander
When twilight is fading I pensively rove
Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander
Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove
'Twas there while the blackbird
Was cheerfully singing
I first met that dear one
The joy of my heart
Around us for gladness the
Bluebells were springing
The ash grove, the ash grove
That sheltered my home

With soft whispers laden it's
Leaves rustle o'er me
The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home