Lyrics
Where Lagan stream sings lullaby There grows a young man fair The twilight gleam is in his eye The night is on his hair And like a lovesick lenan he He hath my heart in thrall No life I owe no liberty His love is lord of all And often when the beetles` horn Hath lulled the eve to sleep I steal unto his shieling lorn And thro` the dooring peep There on the cricket`s singing stone He spears the bird in fire And hums in sad sweet undertone The song of his desire
Credits
- Artist
- Dusty Springfield
- Genre
- 팝
- Release
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