Caroline Lavelle - Lagan Love lyrics
[Caroline Lavelle - Lagan Love lyrics]
Where Lagan streams
Sing lullabies through clouds of lilies fair
The half-light gleam is in his eyes
The night is on his hair
Like a love-sick lenashee
He has my heart to call no life have I
No liberty for his love is lord of all
And often when the late birdsong
Has lulled all the world to sleep
I will steal into my lover's arms
Our secrets there to keep
And on the cricket's singing stone
He'll make a drywood fire and tell me then
Sweet undertones
The song of my heart's desire
Sing lullabies through clouds of lilies fair
The half-light gleam is in his eyes
The night is on his hair
Like a love-sick lenashee
He has my heart to call no life have I
No liberty for his love is lord of all
And often when the late birdsong
Has lulled all the world to sleep
I will steal into my lover's arms
Our secrets there to keep
And on the cricket's singing stone
He'll make a drywood fire and tell me then
Sweet undertones
The song of my heart's desire