Macushla
Elliot Goldenthal Lyrics


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Macushla! Macushla!
Your sweet voice is calling,
Calling me softly,
Again and again,
Macushla! Macushla!
I hear it in vain.

Macushla, Macushla,
Your white arms are reaching,
I feel them enfolding,
Caressing me still.
Fling them out from the darkness,
My lost love, Macushla,
Let them find me and bind me
Again, if they will.

Macushla! Macushla!
Your red lips are saying
That death is a dream,
And love is for aye,
Then awaken, Macushla,
Awake from your dreaming,




My blue-eyed Macushla,
Awaken to stay.

Overall Meaning

The song "Macushla" by Elliot Goldenthal is a heartbreaking ballad that tells the story of a person who deeply misses their lost love. The haunting refrain "Macushla! Macushla!" represents the sweet voice of the loved one that keeps calling to the singer, but never comes back. The lyrics suggest that the loved one has already passed and is just a memory that the singer cannot let go of.


The verses vividly describe the singer's longing for their lost love, using powerful imagery to convey the pain and desperation felt by the singer. The reference to the "white arms" of Macushla reaching out from the darkness and enveloping the singer is particularly poignant, as it suggests that the singer is yearning for a sense of comfort and protection that only their lover can provide. The final verse is perhaps the most moving, as the singer urges Macushla to awaken from her dreaming and return to them, so they can be together once again.


Overall, "Macushla" is a beautiful but tragic song that speaks to the universal human experience of loss and grief. The haunting melody and evocative lyrics make it a timeless classic that will continue to move listeners for years to come.


Line by Line Meaning

Macushla! Macushla!
The singer is passionately calling out to their loved one.


Your sweet voice is calling,
The singer hears the voice of their beloved, which fills them with emotion and longing.


Calling me softly,
The voice of the beloved is gentle and comforting to the singer.


Again and again,
The artist keeps hearing the voice of their beloved, but is unable to reach them.


I hear it in vain.
The artist's attempts to answer or reach the voice of their beloved are fruitless.


Your white arms are reaching,
The singer visualizes their loved one stretching their arms out to embrace them.


I feel them enfolding,
The singer imagines being held tightly in the arms of their loved one.


Caressing me still.
The artist feels the loving touch of their beloved, despite being physically apart.


Fling them out from the darkness,
The artist pleads with their loved one to come out of obscurity and show themselves.


My lost love, Macushla,
The artist realizes the depth of their love, as their loved one is lost to them.


Let them find me and bind me
The singer hopes to be reunited with their beloved and held tightly once again.


Again, if they will.
The artist will joyfully accept their beloved's embrace if they return to them.


Your red lips are saying
The singer imagines their loved one whispering sweet nothings into their ear.


That death is a dream,
The singer believes that death is not the end, but a mere transition.


And love is for aye,
The singer believes that love is eternal, transcending time and space.


Then awaken, Macushla,
The artist urges their beloved to wake up from their slumber and come back to them.


Awake from your dreaming,
The artist hopes that their loved one will leave behind any illusions and come closer to reality.


My blue-eyed Macushla,
The singer describes the physical features of their beloved, emphasizing their unique character.


Awaken to stay.
The singer hopes that their beloved will never again disappear from their life and will stay by their side forever.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

ChuckSteele

Macushla! Macushla!
Your sweet voice is calling,
Calling me softly, Again and again,

Macushla! Macushla!
I hear it in vain.
Macushla, Macushla,
Your white arms are reaching,
I feel them enfolding,
Caressing me still.
Fling them out from the darkness,
My lost love, Macushla,
Let them find me and bind me
Again, if they will.

Macushla! Macushla!
Your red lips are saying
That death is a dream,
And love is for aye,
Then awaken, Macushla,
Awake from your dreaming,
My blue-eyed Macushla,
Awaken to stay.



All comments from YouTube:

Enrique Franco

Michael Collins is a legend, a national hero, a badass Irishman

Shyam Devadas

All true labels for him, but don't forget the most important one: Peacemaker. Like a lot of great soldiers throughout history, he recognized the limits of force and violence in creating lasting liberty, peace, and prosperity. He also looked inward and saw the imperfections of his own attitudes and approaches. As the movie concludes, it was ironic that he died while attempting to shift Ireland away from violent change.

Emme Madden

I can't tell you how much this song means to me. My much loved Mother sang this song to me when I was a baby and it will always make my heart sing with joy, thank you. Emme

Mike Saunders

Never heard of Frank Patterson but he and his band are very good. But this is such a great song. Even better with a few beers.

ChuckSteele

Macushla! Macushla!
Your sweet voice is calling,
Calling me softly, Again and again,

Macushla! Macushla!
I hear it in vain.
Macushla, Macushla,
Your white arms are reaching,
I feel them enfolding,
Caressing me still.
Fling them out from the darkness,
My lost love, Macushla,
Let them find me and bind me
Again, if they will.

Macushla! Macushla!
Your red lips are saying
That death is a dream,
And love is for aye,
Then awaken, Macushla,
Awake from your dreaming,
My blue-eyed Macushla,
Awaken to stay.

Emme Madden

Thank you for the words I will sing them with love to my own tune. Emme

m k

My favourite scene in the whole film.

Becky Coggan

This...beautiful, haunting & just enough of a nod to maudlin heartache 💔

Andrew Quinn

The greatest of us all

Many irish have no idea how ireland has never recovered since his loss the english feared him more than any irishman in history.

Mike Galvin

One of the great what if history questions: If he had lived and his vision of an open, outward looking free Ireland had prevailed over de Valera's priest ridden backward one which left Ireland mired in poverty for over half a century.

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