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Where Lagan streams sings lullabies There blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her eye The night is on her hair And like a love sick Leannan si She has 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 steal into her shieling lorn And through the doorway creep There on the cricket's singing stone She makes the bogwood fire And sings in sweet and undertone The song of heart's desire
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The cover carries personal weight through Nash's dual British-Irish heritage. And a tin whistle.