Songtext von The Wanderings Of Ois​í​n

We galloped over the glossy sea I know not if days passed or hours And Niamh sang continually, Danaan songs And their dewy showers With pensive laughter, unhuman sound Lulled weariness, and softly round My human sorrow her white arms wound And nNamh sang continually, Danaan songs A bhennáin, a bhuiredháin A bheiceadhain bintt Is binn linn an cúicherán Dogní tú san ghlintt Eólchaire mo mhendatáin Dorala ar mo cheill Na lois isin machaire Na hois isin tshléibh We galloped, now a hornless deer Chased by a phantom hound All pearly white save one red ear And now a lady rode Like the wind, with a golden apple In her tossing hand And a beautiful young man followed behind With quenchless smile and fluttering hair And Niamh sang continually, Danaan songs With my love three hundred years passed by Came now the sighs and sliding of tears Both we saw the parting night As I mused on the chase with my friends Remember your feet may not touch the ground Lest you shall return no more Go now for your horse to mound To the land on the native shore And the winds made the sands on the sea’s edge go Stole me far away from the hazel and oak I rode on the surges high and low Fled foam a wandering milky smoke It were sad to gaze on the blessed Now the Fenians since long had gone There I too did find my rest My Niamh, never she sang a song