Lagan Love Songtext
von Celtic Thunder

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
The blowers and lily fair
The twilight gleam is in her eyes
The night is on her hair


And like a love sick learnin′ ship
She hung my heart in hope
No life I own, no liberty
For love is lord of all

And sometimes when the beetles moan
I've loved the eve to sleep
I′d steal unto her shieling low
And through her door eep peek

There on the cricket singing stone
She stirs the bonfire
And hums in soft sweet undertone
The song of heart's desire