Cruachan - Death Of A Gael

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A warrior so proud of the woman by his side
His faithful heart would take no other bride
For three years they lived
Midst the forests of the land
Strong and proud was the love
Of this woman and man
Like the sky high above
No beginning and no end
The woman that he loves
His life and best friend
Until that day in December
When the snowstorms did start
Stalked the Norseman with his bow
Put an arrow through his heart
Hear the cry, the cry of the winter wind
Blowing across the land
Stealing his life from him
From the earth, and into the otherworld
The land of Tír Na n-Óg
Is the place where he must go
«Woman come to my side
Let your arms shield my pain
For I know will not spend
Another day with you again.»
They say she will not move
From the place where he did die
Once so strong and so proud
She cannot talk but cry