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Samhain night - Loreena McKennitt


ascoltaWhen the moonon a cloud cast nightHung abovethe tree tops' heightYou sang me of some distant pastThat made my heart beat strong and fastNow I knowI'm home at lastYou offered mean eagle's wingThat to the sunI might soar and singAnd if I heard the owl's cryInto the forest I would flyAnd in its darknessfind you by.And so our love'sis not a simple thingNor our truthsunwaveringBut like the moon's pull on the tideOur fingers touch, our hearts collideI'll be a moonsbreathfrom your side.I'll be a moonsbreathfrom your side.I'll be a moonsbreathfrom your side.