There Is No Field as Fertile as Your Love
Music:
Luke Dillon.
By Turlough
O'Carolan.
Sequenced by Barry Taylor at
Turlough
O'Carolan.
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There is no field as fertile as
your love. How can I hold back my grateful tears? All your gifts my heart takes notice of, Now that my departure from you nears. Know that I remember the caresses You absently bestowed upon my hair, Or in the dark a thousand, thousand kisses Upon my cheek to tell me you were there. Most of what you've done for me, like flowers Of a season, sprouted, bloomed, and died. The memories of all those faithful hours, However, helped shape who I am inside. Eventually, everything we do Returns to us, as now my love to you. |
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