Song | Blackthorn |
Artist | Anúna |
Album | Deep Dead Blue |
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So many men think that I am theirs | |
When I sit with them, when I drink with them | |
Nothing compares to all that was shared | |
Between you and I, between you and I | |
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn | |
And my love is like sloe-blossom on the blackthorn | |
So many men reach for the highest branch | |
To find the bitter fruit, to find the bitter fruit | |
When close within reach of the hand lies the sweetest berry | |
On the lowest branch, on the lowest branch | |
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn | |
And my love is like sloe-blossom on the blackthorn | |
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So many men think that I am theirs | |
When I sit with them, when I drink with them | |
Nothing compares to all that was shared | |
Between you and I, between you and I | |
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Ui Fhloinn | |
And my love is like sloeblossom on the blackthorn | |
So many men reach for the highest branch | |
To find the bitter fruit, to find the bitter fruit | |
When close within reach of the hand lies the sweetest berry | |
On the lowest branch, on the lowest branch | |
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Ui Fhloinn | |
And my love is like sloeblossom on the blackthorn | |
1 |
So many men think that I am theirs | |
When I sit with them, when I drink with them | |
Nothing compares to all that was shared | |
Between you and I, between you and I | |
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn | |
And my love is like sloeblossom on the blackthorn | |
So many men reach for the highest branch | |
To find the bitter fruit, to find the bitter fruit | |
When close within reach of the hand lies the sweetest berry | |
On the lowest branch, on the lowest branch | |
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn | |
And my love is like sloeblossom on the blackthorn | |
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