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My Lagan Love (Van Morrison)

Where pagan 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 She hath my heart in thrall No life have I, no liberty For love is Lord of all And often when the beetles horn Has lulled the eve to sleep I'll steal into her shielding lorn And through the doorway creep There on the cricket's singing stone She makes the bog wood fire And hums in sad, sweet and undertone The song of hearts desire The song of hearts desire The song of hearts desire