[00:10.635]Silent, oh Moyle!
[00:15.144]Be the roar of thy water,
[00:20.158]Break not, ye breezes,
[00:24.167]Your chain of repose.
[00:29.427]While, murmuring mournfully,
[00:34.941]Lir’s lonely daughter
[00:39.952]Tells to the night-star
[00:44.459]Her tale of woes.
[00:49.723]When shall the swan,
[00:54.481]Her death note singing.
[00:59.744]Sleep, with wings in darkness furl’d?
[01:10.029]When will heav’n,
[01:14.792]Its sweet bell ringing,
[01:21.056]Call my spirit from this stormy world?
[01:42.358]Sadly, oh Moyle!
[01:46.867]to thy winter wave weeping,
[01:52.378]Fate bids me languish
[01:56.893]long ages away;
[02:01.899]Yet still in her darkness doth,
[02:08.164]Erin lie sleeping,
[02:12.928]Still doth the pure light
[02:18.191]It’s dawning delay!
[02:23.951]When will that day-star
[02:29.713]mildly springing,
[02:34.977]Warm our isle with peace and love?
[02:45.498]When will heav’n,
[02:50.762]Its sweet bell ringing,
[02:56.780]Call my spirit to the fields above?