The mist has cleared from Muckish Hill
Our parting coming nearer

The last embarace, the final touch
With nothing more to say

Nothing more to say
As silence fell around the bridge

Not a single word was spoken
A bitter breeze, a lonely stream

Echoed through

Time came around, and I was in need
You came by my side, all my troubles to ease
You collected my heart, healing the past
You'll never lay down and i can count on you

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been o

Beneath the mountains in the mist
A shining light rising North-West
Where ancient kings ruled the land
Heroes lost and won

Voices echo through the glen
Where secrets come alive
Into the wild wood and sacred groves
In a Celtic dream

That was such a long time ag

Came into a dream in the night
When all the world was sleeping so tight
A treasure in store, perilous moments
Knowing their love was so true
A help from their friends, brave and so daring
Angel, soldier, in the night

Dreams can be so real and so true
They come alive

Chorus (after each verse):
A mhuirnín ó an dtiocfaidh tú na bhaile
A mhuirnín ó an dtiocfaidh tú liom
A mhuirnín ó an dtiocfaidh tú na bhaile
A mhuirnín ó

(Repeat)

Bhí sé thíos i lár a' mhargaidh
Dól sé 's cheol sé ar rith an lae
Nuair a tháinig an oíche gan

A Neansaí, 'mhíle grá, a bhruinneall 'tá gan smál
Go bhfeice mise'n t-ádh 'gus an séan ort!
Ba ghile do dhá láimh ná cúr geal na trá
Ná'n eala 's í a' snámh ar an Éirne.
Is glaise liom do shúil ná braon beag den drúcht,
Is binne liomsa tú ná na téadaí;
'S mur' n-éalaí tus

You were always there, there for me, stop me falling
I can see the smile that shines from your eyes
I believe the stars above me for keeping
Knowing that your love touched so many lives

Round and around, I'm still hearing songs from long ago
Spirits were high between you an

Alasdair Mhic o ho
Cholla Ghasda o ho
As do laimh-s' gun o ho
Earbainn tapaidh trom eile

fonn:
Chall eile i chall a ho ro
Chall eile i chall a ho ro
Chall eile huraibh ru chall a ho ro
S haoi o ho trom eile

As do laimh-s' gun
Earbainn tapaidh
Mharb

Oh. I care a lot.
You don't believe it's true, do you?
So. The answer's not given before you start,
And try.

Almost seems to late to turn,
What to do if I'm to learn?
Almost seems to late to turn,
To you.

I saw the sad decline,
Of it become a storm.

Is minic mé ag smaoitiú
Is mé ag féachaint ar gach taobh dom
Is feicim sluaite daoiní
Eadar aosta agus óg
'S iad fá dheifre shíoraí
Ag siúl a' bealach céanna
Ina bhfuil mé féin go cloíte
Ag taisteal leo sa ród

Is leanfaidh siad a choíche
Is saint ina gcroíth

A bhonnáin bhuí 's é mo léan do luí
'S do chnámha sínte tar éis do ghrinn
'S ní easpa bidh, ach díobháil dí
A d'fhág 'do luí thú ar chúl do chinn
Is measa liom féin ná scrios na Traí
Tú a bheith 'do luí ar leaca lom'
Is nach ndearn' tú díth ná dola sa tír
'S nárbh fhe

Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi sí raibh
Go dtí gur fhás na hadharc' uirthi
Bliain is céad is corradh laethe
Go dtáinig an aois go tréan uirthi
Bhi sí gcró bheag ins an cheo
Go dtáinig feil'Eoin is gur éalaigh sí
Thart an ród san bealach mór
Gur lean a tóir go gear uirth

Bliain mhór sa taca seo ba deas mo chulaith éadaigh,
Ba lúfar éadrom aigeanta a dhéanfainn bean a bhréagadh,
Ach shantaigh mise an ghiobóg mar bhí cupla bó mar spré aici,
Is d'fhág sí ar an anás mé is mo chraiceann gheal gan léine

Má bhí culaith mhaith an uair sin ort, b'fhé

Dul síos an gleann tráthnóna aréir
D'imigh an scáth an toín a 'tsléibh
An drúcht 'na luí ar bharr an fhéir
An soal uilig 'nagcodhladh
D'imigh an scátch as toín a 'tsléibh
Gan boal ar bith go maidin

Dúrún an duíche seo
Ó ghluín go gluín
Lonad mar fhís sa cheo

Is cosu/il gur mheath tu/ no/ gur thre/ig tu/ an greann,
Ta/ sneachta ga freasach fa/ bhe/al na mbeann',
Do chu/l bui/ daite 's do bhe/ili/n sa/mh,
Siud chugaibh Mary Chinidh 's i/ ndiaidh an E/irne 'shna/mh

A mha/ithri/n dhi/lis, du/irt Ma/ire Bha/n,
Fa/ Bhruach an chladai

Hope is your survival
A captive path I lead

No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a long long time
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

(Mohican)
Nachgochema
Anetaha
Anachemowagan

No mat

hard to tell
or recognise a sign
to see me through
a warning sign

first the thunder
satisfied, if the past it will not lie
then the storm
torn assunder
the future you and I get blown away
in the storm
in a lifetime

and as the rain it falls
begi

wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

Chorus (in phonetic Gaelic)
Shule, shule, shule aroon,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume,
I

Let me show you a face-in disguise
Uncover
A colour that's faded
Swept aside by the tide.

Scene after scene, later;
There's a grey dust that's in our eyes
A misty cover;
That hides on the turning tide.

Wooh..
The soul of a proud man drowns

Sad insinu