Death Of A Gael Lyrics - Cruachan

[Music & Words: KF] 

A warrior so proud of the woman by his side, 

His faithful heart would take no other bride, 

For three years they lived, 

midst the forests of the land, 

Strong and proud was the love 

of this woman and man 

Like the sky high above, 

no beginning and no end, 

The woman that he loves, 

his life and best friend. 

Until that day in December 

when the snowstorms did start, 

Stalked the Norseman with his bow, 

put an arrow through his heart. 

Hear the cry, the cry of the winter wind, 

Blowing across the land, 

stealing his life from him, 

From the earth, and into the otherworld, 

the land of Tr Na n-g, 

is the place where he must go.