BRIGID UPON THE HIGHLAND

Oh Brigid Upon the Highland,
'tis you've left my heart shaken,
with joyous adoration
as before you I stand.
'Tis wonders of admiration
your quiet face has taken,
and your beauty can awaken
the ones of the Golden Land.

Oh the white moon above the pale sands,
the pale stars above the thorn tree,
are cold beside my darling
but no purer than she.
I gaze upon the cold moon
'til stars drown in the warm seas,
and the bright eyes of my Darling,
are ever on me.

(Instrumental)

Oh Brigid of the Mantle,
sweet nectar from the bees, now.
My heart is thrown open,
my heartbreak is healed.
Oh, joy springs forth within me,
as apple blossoms on the trees, now.
Forever will I love thee
in green Avalon fields.

Oh Brigid Upon the Highland,
'tis you've left my heart shaken,
with fires of inspiration,
and the Promise of Spring.
Please stay with me, my darling,
to never be forsaken.
Of your beauty and mystery
I ever shall sing.

Of your beauty and mystery
I ever shall sing.