Lough nEachach
| Ríoghnach Locha Eachach |
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There's a cold wind blowin'
Cold wind blowin' A cold wind blowin' Upon the shores of Lough nEachach [Lokh Nyahakh] She lies one hundred feet below Hundred feet below One hundred feet below The waves, the waves of Lough nEachach Her walls, they're crumbling under Crumbling under They're crumbling under The tides, the tides of Lough nEachach The capstone was left so carelessly Left so carelessly Was left so carelessly In rushed the waters of Lough nEachach The wellspring's flood filled the valley Filled the valley Flood filled the valley Sinking the great, proud Tír fo Thuinn [Tcheer fo Heen] Her tall spires, once so gleaming Once so gleaming Spires, once so gleaming Now rest beneath Lough nEachach She lies one hundred feet below Hundred feet below One hundred feet below The waves, the waves of Lough nEachach There's a cold wind blowin' Cold wind blowin' A cold wind blowin' Upon the shores of Lough nEachach |
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