《My Lagan Love》歌词

[00:05:01] Charlotte Church - My Lagan Love

[00:05:01] Where Lagan stream sings lullaby

[00:05:01] There blows a lily fair:

[00:05:01] The twilight gleam is in her eye,

[00:05:01] The night is on her hair.

[00:05:01] And, like a love-sick lenanshee,

[00:05:01] She hath my heart to thrall:

[00:05:01] Nor life I owe, nor liberty,

[00:05:01] For love is lord of all

[00:05:01] And often when the beetles horn

[00:05:01] Hath lulled the eve to sleep,

[00:05:01] I steal unto her shieling lorn

[00:05:01] And thro' the dooring peep.

[00:05:01] There on the cricket's singing stone

[00:05:01] She spares the bog wood fire.

[00:05:01] And hums in sad sweet undertone

[00:05:01] The song of heart鈥檚 desire.