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Gartan Mother's Lullaby (Irish)
Sleep, O Babe, for the red bee hums,
The silent twilights fall.
Eeval from the Grey Rock comes
To wrap the world in thrall.
A lyan van o, my child, my joy,
My love and heart's desire.
The crickets sing you lullaby
Beside the dying fire.

Dusk is drawn and the Green Mans' thorn
Is wreathed in rings of fog;
Sheevra sails his boat till morn
Upon the starry bog.
A lyan van o, the paly moon
Hath brimmed her cusp in dew,
And weeps to hear the sad sleep tune.
I sing, my love, to you.

Codail a leanbh le cr�n�n na mbeach
Tr�thn�na ci�in t� ann.
S� Aoibheall a thagann �n liath-chreig �rd,
An t�r f� chl�id do bh�dhadh;
A leainbh�n �, mo chuid den saol,
Is tusa d�il mo chl�ibh,
� canann an criogar an suantra� s�imh
Le hais na tine tr�ith.

traditional Irish melody; lyrics by Seosamh MacCathmhaoil

Brigit's Well
� 1997 Changeling Records


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