She Is Like The Swallow
Karan Casey Lyrics


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She's like the swallow that flies on high
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sun beaming on the lea shore
I love my love, but love is no more

A maiden into her garden did go
For to pluck her some wild primrose
The more she plucked, the more she did pull
Until this maiden's apron was full

Then out of these roses she made a bed
A scarlet pillow for her head
She laid her down, no words she did speak
And then this maiden's heart, it did break

She's like the swallow that flies on high
She's like the river that never runs dry




She's like the sun beaming on the lea shore
I love my love, but love is no more

Overall Meaning

The song “She Is Like the Swallow” by Karan Casey is a melancholic traditional Newfoundland ballad about lost love. The lyrics use poetic imagery to describe the characteristics of the singer’s beloved, who is compared to the eponymous swallow, river, and sun. The repetition of this verse highlights the constancy of the natural world, and contrasts with the transience of human relationships.


The narrative shifts in the second verse, which tells the story of a maiden who goes into her garden to pick wild primroses. As she continues to gather more and more flowers, her apron becomes full. With these flowers, she creates a bed and lays down, wordless. The final line reveals that she dies from a broken heart. This tragic story serves to underscore the song’s main theme: that love can be fleeting and fragile, like a flower.


Throughout the ballad, the singer uses rich symbolism and metaphor to convey the depth of their emotion, while the repetitive structure of the refrain anchors the song in a timeless, universal quality. The song’s simple yet evocative language and melody have made it a beloved staple of traditional music in North America and beyond.


Line by Line Meaning

She's like the swallow that flies on high
She's like a bird that soars above, free and unencumbered.


She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like a river that will never stop flowing, her life force everlasting.


She's like the sun beaming on the lea shore
She's like a warm, bright light shining down on the peaceful shore.


I love my love, but love is no more
Despite my strong feelings for my love, my love is gone.


A maiden into her garden did go
A young woman ventures into her garden.


For to pluck her some wild primrose
She seeks to gather some wild primroses.


The more she plucked, the more she did pull
The more she gathered, the more she desired to collect.


Until this maiden's apron was full
She gathered so many primroses that her apron was overflowing.


Then out of these roses she made a bed
She used the primroses to create a makeshift bed.


A scarlet pillow for her head
She made a red pillow for herself to rest her head.


She laid her down, no words she did speak
She lies down on her bed of primroses, silent and alone.


And then this maiden's heart, it did break
Her heart breaks due to the weight of her unfulfilled desire and longing.




Lyrics © HAL LEONARD CORPORATION
Written by: BOB CHILCOTT

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