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THE HEART’S CRY
Where the river foams and surges to the sea
Silver figures rise to find me,
Wise and as daring
Following the heart’s cry.
I am that deep pool
I am that dark spring
Warm with a mystery
I may reveal to you
In Time
(Time holds the heart’s key)
Key to everything is Love
(Love makes the heart flower)
Flowers into a deep desire
(Passion in the heart’s fire)
Passion and desire
See the eagle rise above the open plain
Golden in the morning air
Weaving and soaring
Watchful and protecting
I am your shelter
I will enfold you
Warm with a mystery
I may reveal to you
In Time
(Time holds the heart's key)
Key to everything is Love
(Love makes the heart flower)
Flowers into a deep desire
(Passion in the heart's fire)
Passion and desire
SHIVNA
A Bhennáin, a bhúireadáin, a bhéicedáin bhinn
Is binn linn in cúicherán do ní tí 'sin ghlinn
A Bhennáin, a bhúireadáin, a bhéicedáin bhinn
Is binn linn in cúicherán do ní tí 'sin ghlinn
A dhragnéin, a dhelgnacháin,
(dil, dol, doh, roh day)
A mhinéin na chonaire
(dil, dol, doh, ray)
A dhriséoc, a dhruimnechóc
(dil, dol, doh, roh day)
A chaillech, a chuirrechennach in raga for ech?
A Bhennáin, a bhúireadáin, a bhéicedáin bhinn
Is binn linn in cúicherán do ní tí 'sin ghlinn
Is mé Suibhne sirthechán; lúath reithim thar gleann;
Nochan é m'ainm dligthechán; mó is ainm dam
Fer Benn
RIVERDANCE
Hear my cry
In my hungering search for you
Taste my breath on the wind
See the sky
As it mirrors my colours
Hints and whispers begin
I am living to nourish you, cherish you
I am pulsing the blood in your veins
Feel the magic and power of surrender
To life. Uisce Beatha.
Every finger is touching and searching
Until your secrets come out
In the dance, as it endlessly circles
I linger close to your mouth
I am living to nourish you, cherish you
I am pulsing the blood in your veins
Feel the magic and power of surrender
To life. Uisce Beatha
LIFT THE WINGS
How can the small flowers grow
If the wild winds blow
And the cold snow is all around
Where will the frail birds fly
If their homes on high
Have been torn down to the ground
Lift the wings
That carry me away from here and
Fill the sail
That breaks the line to home
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you
I'm beside you when I think of you -
a Stóirín, a Grá
How can tree stand tall
If a rain won't fall
To wash its branches down
How can the heart survive
Can it stay alive
If its love's denied for too long
Lift the wings
That carry me away from here and
Fill the sail
That breaks the line to home
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you
I'm beside you when I think of you -
a Stóirín, a Grá
And I'm with you as I dream of you -
a Stóirín
And a song will bring you near to me -
a Stóirín, a Grá
HEAL THEIR HEARTS
In the deep night
From a dark space
I hear voices calling out in heartache
They are wounded
They are broken
But their spirit rises when awoken
Yes, they may be poor in birth - but
Yes, how great each one is worth
Heal their Hearts
Feed their Souls
Their lives can be golden if your love enfolds
In their dreamtimes
In their visions
How they always hunger after freedom
Every hard load
Every dark road
Leads them on to reach a new horizon
Yes, they may be poor in birth - but
Yes, how great each one is worth
Heal their Hearts
Feed their Souls
Their lives can be golden if your love enfolds
FREEDOM
Lord, where is our freedom?
When will our hope begin?
Lord, what of the promise you made?
When will it come?
We have waited for the time
For the truth to live, when justice will shine
Too long those hands of greed
Held on and made us bleed
When will your people breathe
Lord, will it come?
Lord, what of our children?
Will they always depend on you?
Lord, why are they scattered and torn
And their young hearts in chains
How they hunger for liberty
Feel their hatred of poverty
Let their spirit rise, soaring free
Lord let it come
Our day will come
HOME AND THE HEARTLAND
High in the sky
Through the clouds and rain
Every familiar field
Seems like an old friend
When every hand that you shake
Is like a warm embrace
Could only be one sweet place
Home and the Heartland
Sing out your songs and
Ring out your stories and rhymes
Weave from your dreams those mystical
Dances that lead us to bind in heart and mind
As we circle the world
With our wandering airs
Gathering here and there
Leaving behind our share
Like the leaves in the wind
They are blown along
Melodies rising from
Home and the Heartland
Sing out your songs and
Ring out your stories and rhymes
Weave from your dreams those mystical
Dances that lead us to bind in heart and mind |
