My Lagan Love

[00:16.67]	Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
[00:24.42]	There blows a lily fair:
[00:31.87]	The twilight gleam is in her eye,
[00:40.64]	The night is on her hair.
[00:48.93]	And, like a love-sick lenanshee,
[00:54.77]	She hath my heart to thrall:
[01:03.00]	Nor life I owe, nor liberty,
[01:11.21]	For love is lord of all
[01:18.66]
[01:36.98]	And often when the beetles horn
[01:45.12]	Hath lulled the eve to sleep,
[01:53.92]	I steal unto her shieling lorn
[02:03.53]	And thro the dooring peep.
[02:12.43]	There on the crickets singing stone
[02:19.25]	She spares the bog wood fire.
[02:28.18]	And hums in sad sweet undertone
[02:38.95]	The song of heart’s desire.
[02:46.68]
[03:00.03]
[03:05.11]	END

[00:16.67]	Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
[00:24.42]	There blows a lily fair:
[00:31.87]	The twilight gleam is in her eye,
[00:40.64]	The night is on her hair.
[00:48.93]	And, like a lovesick lenanshee,
[00:54.77]	She hath my heart to thrall:
[01:03.00]	Nor life I owe, nor liberty,
[01:11.21]	For love is lord of all
[01:18.66]
[01:36.98]	And often when the beetles horn
[01:45.12]	Hath lulled the eve to sleep,
[01:53.92]	I steal unto her shieling lorn
[02:03.53]	And thro the dooring peep.
[02:12.43]	There on the crickets singing stone
[02:19.25]	She spares the bog wood fire.
[02:28.18]	And hums in sad sweet undertone
[02:38.95]	The song of heart' s desire.
[02:46.68]
[03:00.03]
[03:05.11]	END