The Cradles – Méav

Le long du quai

Les grands vaisseaux

Que la houle incline en silence

Ne prennent pas garde aux berceaux

Que la main des femmes balance

Mais viendra le jour des adieux

Car il faut que les femmes pleurent

Et que les hommes curieux

Tentent les horizons qui leurent

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Walking through the snowy wood so deep and white

Footsteps silent where the winter holds the light

Pine trees bow beneath their crystal crowns so high

Breath of frost upon the air, the stars draw nigh

River frozen, time stands still beneath the moon

Ancient oaks in slumber wait for spring to bloom

Here I wander, heart unburdened, lost in peace

Where the snowfall softly whispers, all sorrows cease

Seven years of stone and sky,

I walked the peat where red deer cry;

your name a mist, your face a flame,

I sang it low, I bore no shame.

The rowan burned, the river ran,

I kissed the ring, I lost the man;

the moon grew old, the birches bled,

I wore your cloak, I warmed the dead.

Now seventh frost is on the thorn,

I rise at dawn, no longer torn;

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Hello darkness, my old friend,

I’ve come to talk with you again.

Beneath the hush of moonlit rain,

a Celtic wind recalls your name.

Colm’s whisper stirs the sleeping pines,

Keith’s guitar braids silver lines;

Thunder rolls where silence grew,

echoing what we always knew.

In every quiet, we remain—

a song the night can’t explain.

Tír na nóg (DE/CH/AT Version) – Celtic Woman/Oonagh

Sha ta co ti oh scum ne rivna

Sha ta co ti oh nugga tir na nog

Sha ta co ti oh scum ne rivna

Nug a tir na nog

Come my love our world’s may part

The gods will guide us across the dark

Come with me and be mine my love

Stay and break my heart

From the shores through the ancient mist

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