[ti:Death of a Gael]
[ar:Cruachan]
[al:Folk-Lore]

[00:29.14]A warrior so proud of the woman by his side,
[00:34.04]His faithful heart would take no other bride,
[00:38.84]For three years they lived,
[00:41.23]midst the forests of the land,
[00:43.63]Strong and proud was the love
[00:46.00]of this woman and man
[00:48.27]
[01:08.50]Like the sky high above,
[01:10.51]no beginning and no end,
[01:13.21]The woman that he loves,
[01:15.35]his life and best friend.
[01:18.16]Until that day in December
[01:20.72]when the snowstorms did start,
[01:22.97]Stalked the Norseman with his bow,
[01:25.18]put an arrow through his heart.
[01:27.61]
[02:17.78]Hear the cry, the cry of the winter wind,
[02:23.18]Blowing across the land,
[02:26.50]stealing his life from him,
[02:30.60]From the earth, and into the otherworld,
[02:36.17]the land of Tír Na n-óg,
[02:39.85]is the place where he must go.
[02:43.86]
[04:27.98]"Woman come to my side,
[04:30.54]let your arms shield my pain,
[04:32.59]For I know will not spend
[04:35.05]another day with you again."
[04:37.52]They say she will not move
[04:39.90]from the place where he did die,
[04:42.25]Once so strong and so proud,
[04:44.70]She cannot talk but cry.
[04:47.39]