Van Morrison - My Lagan Love Lyrics
Where lagan streams sing lullabiesThere blows a lily fair.The twilight gleam is in her eye,The night is on her hair.And like a lovesick lenasheeShe hath my heart in thrall.No life have i, no liberty,For love is lord of all.And often when the beetles hornHas lulled the eve to sleep,Ill steal into her sheiling lornAnd through the doorway creep.There on the crickets singing stone,She makes the bogwood fireAnd sings in sweet and undertone,The song of hearts desire.