'Celtic' lymeric
Dark the stars
And dark the moon
Hush the night
And the morning loon
Tell the horses
And beat on the drum
Gone the Master
And gone are the sons
Dark the oceans
And dark the sky
Hush the whales
And the ocean’s tide
Tell the salt marshes
And beat on your drums
Gone's the Master
And gone's the sun
Dark the light
And light to dark
Three black carriages
Three white carts
What brings us together’s
What pulls us apart
Gone are our brothers
Gone's our heart
Hush the whales
And the ocean’s tide
Tell the salt marshes
And beat on the drums
Gone are the Masters
Gone’s the Sun
Tell your babies
Hush don’t you cry
|