Athionchollú - "Just Wee"

Neagh's Daughters

Im Norden Irlands liegt ein großer Binnensee, "Lough Neagh". ( Lough, gesprochen "Loch", heißt ganz einfach "See"). Der Sage nach wohnt auf seinem Grund das Nixenvolk. Die Zeit dort vergeht viel langsamer als die unsere.

Geschrieben Januar 2001; Text von Haedha, Musik von Haedha und mir.

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In my prime, in the Spring, my bonnie love gave me a ring.
The most bold fisherman you've ever seen.
So he went for Lough Neagh plenty fish there to seek
And he laughed at my anxious warning.
I had heard of those maids dressed in their hairy plaids
and I really just wanted to warn him.

In the waves of Lough Neagh their poor victims they did seek
And they followed them down to their town.
And they dance and they sing but neither autumn nor spring
and no sun touches ever the ground.
On the seagull bright wing winter changes to spring.
Ten long years since he'd left I had count'.

Autumn mist are covering the hills.
Oh, Lost Time!
My hair is turning grey
for you're not in love with me but with Neagh's daughters.

In the summer's bright light my youngest sister was a bride.
And her son was as bold as my Love.
But he never did see any maid of Lough Neagh.
And he married a handsome young dove.

Icy cold it snows upon the hill.
Oh, lost time!
My hair is turning grey
for you're not in love with me but with Neagh's daughters.

Wintertime he came home he looked like he had never gone
The long time had not touched his young face.
"Oh dear lassie, it's me!". But my smile he did see
in the eyes of my nephew's daughter.
"Now will you marry me? Where's the ring I gave thee?"