Lagan Love Lyrics

Where Lagan streams sing lullabies
There blows a lily fair
The twilight gleam is in her eye
The night is on her hair

And like a love-sick lennan-shee
She holds my heart in thrall
No life have I, nor liberty
For love is lord of all

And often when the beetle's horn
Has lulled the eye to sleep
I steal into her sheiling lorn
And through the doorway I creep

There on the cricket's singing stone
She makes the bogwood fire
And sings in sweet and undertone
The song of heart's desire

Where Lagan streams sing lullabies
There blows a lily fair
The twilight gleam is in her eye
The night is on her hair
And like a love-sick lennan-shee
She holds my heart in thrall
No life have I, nor liberty
For love is lord of all