: In a time long past tomorrow sleeping in the castle of the black. In the Leland hills are the monster tracks of a giant. The darn of autumn playing
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: (feat. Gillian Welch & David Rawlings) Oh Loretta she's my barroom girl wears them sevens on her sleeve Dances like a diamond shines Tell me lies
you gotta use me Loretta come and help me stop goin' out'a my mind Loretta come and help me stop goin' out'a my mind Lovely Loretta Lovely Loretta Lovely Loretta
: I wanted to see the moon Touch the heaven's roof More to know than I knew My soul escaped from the Wolf Mattarahku kept her own Mother Earth gave my
: O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand And the more I think on you the more I think long If I had you now as I had once before All the lords in
: Where dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water-rats There we've hid
: My love said to me My mother won't mind And me father won't slight you For your lack of kind Then she stepped away from me And this she did say, "It
: Come by the hills to the land where fancy is free And stand where the peaks meet the sky and the rocks reach the sea Where the rivers run clear and
: When in the springtime of the year When the trees are crowned with leaves When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew Are dressed in ribbons fair
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: (Music & Lyric: Traditional arranged by Loreena McKennitt) The first good joy that Mary had It was the joy of one. The first rejoice that Mary had
: (Music by Loreena McKennitt; Words by Archibald Lampman) White are the far-off plains, and white The fading forests grow; The wind dies out along
: Lully, lulla, thou little tiny child By by, lully, lullay, thou little tiny child By by, lully lullay O sisters too, how may we do For to preserve
: I walk the streets of Dublin It's 1842 It's snowing on this Christmas Eve Think I'll beg another bob or two I'll huddle in this doorway here Till someone
: (Lyric: 16th Cent French; Music: Traditional 16th Cent French arranged by Loreena McKennitt) Noel nouvelet! Noel chantons icy; Devotes gens' rendons
: I sowed the seeds of love I sowed them in the spring I gathered them up in the morning so clear When the small birds so sweetly sing When the small
: (Music: Gustav Holst; Arranged and adapted by Loreena McKennitt) [Instrumental]
