My young love said to me,. My mother won't mind. And my father won't slight you. For your lack of kind.. She stepped away from me. And this she did say,.
Where Lagan streams sing lullabies. There blows a lily fair.. The twilight gleam is in her eye,. The night is on her hair.. And like a lovesick lenashee.
My young love said to me, "My mother won't mind. And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind.". Then she stepped away from me and this she did say:.
Where Lagan stream sings lullaby. There blows a lily fair. The twilight gleam is in her eye. The night is on her hair. And like a love-sick lennan-shee.
My young love said to me, "My brothers won't mind. And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind". Then she turned her head to me and this she did say.
My young love said to me, "My brothers won't mind. And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind.". Then she turned her face to me and this she did say:.
Where Lagan stream sing lullaby. There blows a lily fair. When twilight gleam is in her eyes. The night is on her hair. And like a love-sick lenanshee.
My young love said to me "my mother won't mind. And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind". And she stepped away from me and this she did say.
Where lagan stream sings lullaby. There blow a lily fair. The twilight gleam is in her eye. The night is no her hair. And like a love-sick lenanshee. She hath my heart in thrall.
Where Lagan stream sings lullaby. There blow a lily fair. The twilight gleam is in her eye. The night is no her hair. And like a love-sick lenanshee. She hath my heart in thrall.