Текст песни Tuatha De Danann - The Wanderings Of Oisin
Tuatha De Danann - The Wanderings Of Oisin слова песни
[Based on the Homonymous poem of William Buttler Yeats]This my woodland rhyme my friend -Its my last dewy songIt`s about my start to where the men calls Tir Nan OgUp the waves I saw the thing most beautiful I have seenRode the sea in a white horse -Her golden hair charmed me She came through the sea to calling me from the land of DreamsMy princess from the sidh So well we rode above the sea,her arms on me no time nor dreams"Delightful is the land beyond all the dreamsFairer than aught tiny eyes ever seenThere all the year the fruit is on the treeA hundred maiden sing thee to thy sleep""Delightful is the land beyond all the dreamsFairer than aught tiny eyes ever seenThere all the year the fruit is on the treeA hundred maiden sing thee to thy sleep".