Faeries Stole Bridget Lyrics

Up the airy mountain
Down the rushy glen,
[Bridge: t walks a-chanting]
Not heeding little men;

By the craggy hill-side,
Through the mosses bare,
They have planted thorn trees
For pleasure here and there.

They come stealing people
On cold starry nights,
Make them sup with Queen
And drink forgetfulness.

[Bridge: t stepped the circle]
Seven years long;
When she came down again
Her friends were all gone.

Sa tao fiose,
Ale-ar, ale-ar, ale-ar
Sa fols intolio-o
Ale-ar, ale-ar

Down along willowy banks
[Bridge: t's new home,]
Scarlet berries, crispy pancakes
Of yellow tide-foam;

Some in the reeds
Of the black mountain-lake,
With frogs for their watch-dogs,
All night awake.

They took her lightly back
Between the night and morrow;
They thought she was fast asleep,
But she was dead with sorrow.

They have kept her ever since
Deep within the lake,
On a bed of flag leaves,
Waiting till she wake

Will she ever wake? - No!
Will she ever wake? - No!
Will she ever wake? - No!