Luke Kelly (The Dubliners) - The Gartan Mother's Lullaby | Текст песни

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• Luke Kelly (The Dubliners)
• The Gartan Mother's Lullaby

[C]Sleep O [Em]babe, for the [Am]red bee [Emhums the[F] silent [C]twilight's fall
Aoibheall [G]from the [Am]grey rock [G]comes, to [F]wrap the [Em]world in [F]thral[G]l
A[C] leanbhan O, my [Am]child, my [G]joy, my [F]love my [Em]heart's de[F]sire[G]
The [F]crickets [C]sing you [Dm]lulla[Am]bys Be[Dm]side the [F]dying [C]fire
Dusk is drawn and the Green Man's thorn is wreathed in rings of fog
Siabhra sails his boat till morn, upon the Starry Bog
A leanbhan O, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad sleep-tune, I sing O love to you.

Faintly sweet doth the chapel bell, ring o'er the valley dim
Tearmann's peasant voices swell, in fragrant evening hymn
A leanbhan O, the low bell rings, my little lamb to rest
And angel-dreams till morning sings, its music in your breast.