[00:03.774]Across the dewy morning hills of Eireann
[00:14.754]Rode Niamh Chinn Oir on a snow-white steed
[00:20.256]To Oisin poet of the Fianna
[00:28.004]For she fain would this mortal wed
[00:36.011]Ride with me to the fairy land of Tir Na Nog
[00:43.260]For I have long loved you said she
[00:48.507]And Oisin taken with her beauty
[00:56.506]He bade farewell to his company
[01:04.002]They rode through stormy regions far beyond the sea
[01:15.262]To a land where time had ne'er its harvest reaped
[01:21.754]And for an age there Oisin lived contented
[01:28.756]Till longing for his comrades made him weep
[01:37.014]I cannot help but read these sad dreams in your eyes
[01:47.504]So you may return to your country
[01:54.504]And take my blessing with this one command
[02:02.010]Do not dismount from you fairy steed
[02:09.263]But when at last he reached that misty island
[02:52.513]So strange a sight did meet his puzzled frown
[02:59.757]For Oisin rode as a giant among the people
[03:07.264]And nowhere were the Fianna to be found
[03:14.763]He learned from a gathering of workers
[03:22.021]Together straining with a heavy weights
[03:28.756]That centuries before his friends had perished
[03:35.769]Which painful tidings filled him with despair
[03:42.769]As payment for the news that we have told you
[03:50.757]Pray help us with this heavy stone to move
[03:57.506]For if your strength should match your mighty stature
[04:04.271]Scarce more than a touch enough should prove
[04:11.502]But the saddle tore as Oisin leaned to help them
[04:18.765]And sorely he upon the ground was thrown
[04:25.766]He quickly changed to an aged man
[04:32.770]And ne'er again laid eyes on Tir Na Nog.

Across the dewy morning hills of Eireann
Rode Niamh Chinn Oir on a snow-white steed
To Oisin poet of the Fianna
For she fain would this mortal wed
Ride with me to the fairy land of Tir Na Nog
For I have long loved you said she
And Oisin taken with her beauty
He bade farewell to his company
They rode through stormy regions far beyond the sea
To a land where time had ne'er its harvest reaped
And for an age there Oisin lived contented
Till longing for his comrades made him weep
I cannot help but read these sad dreams in your eyes
So you may return to your country
And take my blessing with this one command
Do not dismount from you fairy steed
But when at last he reached that misty island
So strange a sight did meet his puzzled frown
For Oisin rode as a giant among the people
And nowhere were the Fianna to be found
He learned from a gathering of workers
Together straining with a heavy weights
That centuries before his friends had perished
Which painful tidings filled him with despair
As payment for the news that we have told you
Pray help us with this heavy stone to move
For if your strength should match your mighty stature
Scarce more than a touch enough should prove
But the saddle tore as Oisin leaned to help them
And sorely he upon the ground was thrown
He quickly changed to an aged man
And ne'er again laid eyes on Tir Na Nog.