| Of Thee I Dream Refrain Horo, my cailin, of thee I dream My cailin, dear cailin, of thee I dream My own, my cailin, throughout the years Dark is my pathway, bedimmed with tears. I rose up early, ere dawn of day And cut me the yarrow mid new-mown hay To see by its magic my true-love dear Alas I saw her, she turned from me. O had I like others the strength of youth My hound to follow, my path were smooth Oh stark and grim is the fight I'd make Ere I'd let man living my true-love take. No lark is there in the meadows nigh Nor bird in the forest that hears my sigh But mourns now with me, both night and day Since I and my true-love are parted, for aye. Repeat Refrain |
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