[Based on the Homonymous poem of William Buttler Yeats]



This my woodland rhyme my friend -Its my last dewy song

It's about my start to where the men calls Tir Nan Og

Up the waves I saw the thing most beautiful I have seen

Rode the sea in a white horse -Her golden hair charmed me 

She came through the sea to calling me from the land of Dreams

My princess from the sidh 

So well we rode above the sea,her arms on me no time nor dreams

"Delightful is the land beyond all the dreams

Fairer than aught tiny eyes ever seen

There all the year the fruit is on the tree

A hundred maiden sing thee to thy sleep"



"Delightful is the land beyond all the dreams

Fairer than aught tiny eyes ever seen

There all the year the fruit is on the tree

A hundred maiden sing thee to thy sleep".