Charlotte Church

Charlotte Church - My Lagan Love lyrics

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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 hear in thrall;
Nor life I owe, nor liberty,
For Love is Lord of all. 
And often when the beetle horn
Hath lulled the eve to sleep,
I steal unto her shilding 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
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Author: traditional

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Voice of an Angel (1998) , Prelude (2002)

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