Celtic Spells Songtext
von Máiréad Nesbitt
Celtic Spells Songtext
I would that we were, my beloved
White birds on the foam of the sea
We tire of the flame of the meteor
Before it can fade and flee
Soon far from the rose and the lily
And fret of the flames shall we be
Were we only white birds, my beloved
Buoyed out by the foam of the sea
White birds on the foam of the sea
We tire of the flame of the meteor
Before it can fade and flee
Soon far from the rose and the lily
And fret of the flames shall we be
Were we only white birds, my beloved
Buoyed out by the foam of the sea
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