Born to the wilderness. Missing first on the line. Will the fear disappear?. . O aingil coimhed m. O aingil as na fhlaithis. Solas geal nl eagla orm. O aingil coimhadach.
No heart hangs. Is fada mo shile ort. On distant water. Thug m isteach duit. What enchantment lies. Tusa mo mhian. In this world?. . Is fada mo shile ort.
Once upon a time. I was just a little bone. I was just a little tiny rib. And the rib cage was my home. . Some days I'd wonder. How it would feel. To be my own person.
How did I think it would be. Maybe like a TV show. Half hour episodes that solve everything. And make you absolutely happy. Absolutely happy. . Now I've made you cry.
Chorus. . A love never known. Has come to call me home. And I say I do. I follow you. . Something from my heart. Has stirred my soul. And I can't ignore this feeling.
Aoidh, na dan cadal idir,. Aoidh, na dan cadal trom;. Aoidh, na dan cadal idir. Thoir a-mach ris an tom.. . Aoidh, na dan cadal idir,. Aoidh, na dan cadal trom;.
I used to dream under the stars above. That it would make me fall in love. But what do I do. Now that all my dreams have come true?. . I used to gaze under them stary skies.
He's not eighteen, he's not twenty-five. He's closing in on forty, look at those eyes. He's searching for something, he can not describe. He's not unhappy, he's not satisfied.
Oh, Johnny and Janie, they were the perfect married couple. But not in bed. Oh, they tried taking drugs, How-To books, even Dr. Ruth. But for all intents and purposes their love life was dead.
I could not stay sleeping, oh, my mind would not allow. And suddenly all these thoughts on life crept into me somehow. The sun has barely risen to lay aside another night.
All God's critters got a place in the choir. Some sing low, some sing higher. Some sing out loud on the telephone wires. And some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now.