Letras
Fireflies spell out your name in the dark
I found your sealskin hidden in the lark
You begged me burn it, begged me set you free
Now seven years you're lost at sea
Oh the moon's a silver comb for selkie hair
Calling you back to the cold salt air
If I sing loud enough across the tide
Will you come home, my love, from the other side?
Children of Lir on the lake water glow
Four white swans where the hawthorn grows
Nine hundred years of sorrow and of flight
Still singing your name through the summer night
I left a lantern burning on the shore
For the boat that sails from Tír na nÓg once more
They say if love is true the veil grows thin
And the forever young will let you in
Oh the moon keeps our secrets in silver and blue
I'll keep on singing them back into you
When the night finally breaks and dawn paints the sky
I'll meet you where sunrays and memories never die
...never die
...never die
...never die