| Song | My Lagan Love |
| Artist | The Chieftains |
| Artist | Lisa Hannigan |
| Album | Voice Of Ages |
| Where Lagan stream sings lullaby | |
| There blows a lily fair | |
| 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 |