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Lagan Love - Caroline Lavelle

Where lagan streams sing lullabies

Through clouds of lilies fair

The half-light gleam is in his eyes

The night is on his hair

Like a love-sick lenashee

He has my heart to call

No life have I

No liberty

For his love is lord of all

And often when the late birdsong

Has lulled all the world to sleep

I will steal into my lover's arms

Our secrets there to keep

And on the cricket's singing stone

He'll make a drywood fire

And tell me then, sweet undertones

The song of my heart's desire