Connemara Cradle Song
The Clancy Brothers And Tommy Makem Lyrics


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On the wings of the wind o'er the dark rolling deep
Angels are coming to watch o'er thy sheep
Angels are coming to watch over thee
So list to the wind coming over the sea

[Chorus]
Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Lean your head over and hear the wind blow

Oh, winds of the night, may your fury be crossed,
May no one who's dear to our island be lost
Blow the winds gently, calm be the foam
Shine the light brightly and guide them back home

[Chorus]

The currachs are sailing way out on the blue
Laden with herring of silvery hue
Silver the herring and silver the sea
And soon there'll be silver for baby and me

[Chorus]

The currachs tomorrow will stand on the shore
And daddy goes sailing, a sailing no more




The nets will be drying, the nets heaven blessed
And safe in my arms dear, contented he'll rest

Overall Meaning

The Connemara Cradle Song is a lullaby sang with love and longing to calm a baby. The song talks about how angels are flying over the sea to watch over the baby and the wind carries their sweet message. The song also asks for the safety of people who are sailing out in the sea for their fishing activities. It prays for the winds to become gentle, the foam on the water to be calm, and the light to shine brightly so that the sailors can reach their homes safely. The singer then describes the silver herring fishes that are caught and brought back home and how contented the daddy will be resting in the safety of their arms.


The song is a perfect epitome of Ireland's rich culture and history. It reflects a deep love for family, the sea, and the land. The lyrics are heartwarming and show powerful emotions, which is why it has won many people's hearts. The Connemara Cradle Song is a reminder of the beauty of a lullaby-like melody, and how music can evoke fond memories of our childhood.


Line by Line Meaning

On the wings of the wind o'er the dark rolling deep
As the wind rushes over the dark and turbulent sea, angels are being carried along, coming to watch over the sheep.


Angels are coming to watch o'er thy sheep
Guardian angels are on their way, taking care of the sheep on this land.


Angels are coming to watch over thee
These divine beings will keep a watchful eye over you.


So list to the wind coming over the sea
Take a moment to listen to the sound of the wind, as it arrives from across the sea.


Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Listen to the sound of the wind, my dear, as it blows and whistles around us.


Lean your head over and hear the wind blow
Tilt your head and focus on the wind, as it passes by.


Oh, winds of the night, may your fury be crossed,
Although the night winds can be turbulent and fierce, we hope that they will be calmed and tamed.


May no one who's dear to our island be lost
We pray that those whom we hold dear will always be safe and never wander astray.


Blow the winds gently, calm be the foam
May the wind be gentle and the water calm, eliminating any danger to those at sea.


Shine the light brightly and guide them back home
We ask for the light to be bright, shining radiantly and guiding seafarers back to their homes.


The currachs are sailing way out on the blue
Currachs, the traditional Gaelic boats, are sailing far out into the blue waters of the sea.


Laden with herring of silvery hue
These boats are carrying a plentiful bounty of silverly-colored herring.


Silver the herring and silver the sea
The herring's fish scales reflect the same silver color as the sea they were caught in.


And soon there'll be silver for baby and me
Our family will soon have enough silver herring to feed and care for our newborn baby.


The currachs tomorrow will stand on the shore
Tomorrow, the currachs will be resting on the shore, not out at sea.


And daddy goes sailing, a sailing no more
Father will no longer be sailing on these boats.


The nets will be drying, the nets heaven blessed
The fishing nets are being spread out to dry, blessed by the heavens above.


And safe in my arms dear, contented he'll rest
Father will be safe in my arms, feeling content and peaceful after a long day of fishing.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: J BAIRD, PD TRADITIONAL

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