My Lagan Love
The Chieftains Lyrics

Where Lagan streams sing lullabies
There blows a lily fair.
The twilight gleam is in her eye,
The night is on her hair.
And like a lovesick lenashee
She hath my heart in thrall.
No life have I, no liberty,
For love is Lord of all.

And often when the beetles horn
Has lulled the eve to sleep,
I'll steal into her sheiling lorn
And through the doorway creep.
There on the cricket's singing stone,
She makes the bogwood fire
And sings in sweet and undertone,
The song of hearts desire.

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Written by: Traditional, Paddy Maloney, Van Morrison

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Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
There blows a lily fair
The twilight gleam is in her eye
The night is on her hair
And like a love-sick lennan-shee
She has my heart in thrall
Nor life I owe nor liberty
With love is lord of all.And sometimes when the beetle's horn
Hath lulled the eve to sleep
I steal unto her shielding lorn
And through… And sometimes when the beetle's horn
Hath lulled the eve to sleep
I steal unto her shielding lorn
And through the dooring peep.
There on the cricket's singing stone,
She spares the bogwood fire,
And hums in sad sweet undertones
The song of heart's desireThe song of heart's desire.

Kathy Lynn Lyons

From Song of Song's -straight out of the Bible:

The passion of love
bursting into flame
is more powerful than death
stronger than the grave
Love cannot be drowned
by Ocean's or Floods
it cannot be bought
no matter what is offered
(8.6b, 7)

This has the answer, I have read it before and it just clicked, We have to make this
right and we will save our soul's, I want to make it rigteous, do you, I do not want to change you, or do anything at all wrong to you, I am willing to make us right where we both messed up, both, mostly me, I will take 99% of the blame, and If you have a Bible, read in between Ecclestiastes and Isaiah, called "Song of Songs". It can not hurt! This is the Bible, it is purest of all forms of beauties! Try reading, I have an English version very easy to understand and you might like what it says! I would not put you in harm's way! That was done by son #1 by the way!!! I can copy or read so we can not suffer and maybe live together in peacefulness for Eternity FOR REAL! I AM WILLING TO TRY THIS, IT IS UP TO YOU! I AM ON THE ROAD TO THE RIGHTEOUS! TOO OLD FOR KIDS STUFF! I WOULD GO AS FAR AS MARRIAGE, AND THAT WOULD MEAN GIVING AWAY EVERYTHING! IF I CAN SAVE OUR SOUL'S IT WOULD BE WORTH A WEE BIT OF SACRIFICE, AND YOU K OW WHAT I MEAN!!! I LOVE YOU, SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS AND I CAN NOT HELP YOU, DRIVES ME NUTS! I NEED TO TRY THE PLACE WE LEFT GOODNESS! I WILL READ AND I LOVE YOU TOO NEVER STOPPED ALWAYS FOREVER, YOU KNOW ME! BEFORE ALL THIS STUPID STUFF, IT IS ALL A LIE! I TRY TO MAKE IT AS MUCH REAL AS POSSIBLE WITHOUT LIES! LET ME TRY!❤GOODNIGHT LOVE YOU! ❤ 🙏🙇🎵🎁🌹👑👑💝😊😊🌠❇✨😌😔 THE YOUNGEST SON OF WHO, RAYMOND LEE JENTZ, NOT YOUGEST, UNLESS YOUR STILL POPPING OUT CHILDREN, OH BROTHER, THE GREAT WHITE HOPE, COMMON! REALITIES, MICHAEL? THIS HAS NOT TO DO WITH YOU LITTLE ONE! GROW UP FIRST PLEASE! LONG WAY TO GO, AND BE A CHILD HAVE FUN, IT IS N FUN BEING AN ADULT, BELIEVE ME! FOR REAL, NO BUTTERFLIES AND FIRE IS IN KISSES, POETRY IS USE OF WORDS TO PLAY WITH! NOT REAL! I Would not lie to you! Go get some sleep, please! Goodnight, swetheart! ☺☺ I have a 5 year old neighbor boy that nobody make's sure he goes to sleep and it's not my business, so it has a bearing on this in some crazy way, don't even try to understand! He is smart, special and happy to help me out of this amazing, you want no part of answers? If we don't do something, I will be crippled, which I guess is what I deserve, I had you in mind to help, I am willing to sacrifice my own self, for the goodness of you, John, Michael and take the guidance of the Wisest Book of all! It is taken from King Solomon about a Woman in Love with a Man From her Hometown -sound famuliar! It gets deepest Gifts for our connection with the, you love someone elsewhere more-needed, howmoney, that is nothing, I spent two years homeless and nobody, except my father cared! Money, I saved $35,000.00 in 3 years, bought home, still here! Money comes and goes! Love true love, that matters, Money, either help or not your kids, of course! You will spend the rest of your lifetime and more with children, stop reproducing, please for your sakes! Too msnt, no wonder we are suffering, they are partially me as well as don't go there please! I am so conc erned for you, are they in drugs, OMG, there is so much more Love than I know what to do without you! We have spent far too many times doing not good for me, no family nobody at all! I hate this Thanksgiving Alone, Christmas Alone, I am useless and no children, no Randchikdren, I can only help if you want! I will pray for you! I love you always and forever! Prayers is all I have to give! Goodnight! Shhhh!

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Angelica Luce

When I was a little girl, my grandmother Sarah would sing this song to me. She would take me on her knee, in front of a
blazing turf fire, the glow of an oil lamp - the wind howling outside - she would cradle me in her arms and sing this song to me. from her soul to mine.
My God - it's a memory that has never faded - I'm 72 now and it's as bright as yesterday.

Sussie Quinones

you make me imagine and feel that experience! thank you for share this deep remember :)

Christine Ryan

That's a beautiful story and memory!

Trog Lodyte


Guy Perry

fair play, Angelica!

Robyn Hunt

Thank you so sharing x

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I really love Sinead's version. This version is a completely different interpretation and is equally beautiful, unique and brilliant in it's own right.
Two fabulous versions of My Lagan Love...can't complain about that.


Lisa is totally haunting, it's suspended in time, time waits for ther when she rests on the end of a phrase, until she deems it right to go on.
Maybe you all know about it, but there is Kate Bush's rendering. I worship her, and that's how I know the song's existence in the first place.
It is, again, totally different form Lisa and Sinead (and surely not for purists, as Kate's Brother rewrote the lyrics.)


@solis One cannot compare Lisa to Sinead. They are both legends in their own right. I love them both equally.

Morrigan Ravenchild

This is so goes deep into your soul.....

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