There is an island like a jewel
Set in a silver sea
Where dwell the Clan De Danaan who will
Webs of wonder
weave
With arcane charms and spells that tell
How to move the earth like the ocean swell
How to stay the moment as
it pass
And hold time’s heartbeat in your grasp
Oró tír na nóg - life is but a dream foretold
Oró tír na nóg - all you desire is what the future holds
There is a kingdom like a gem
Set in hills of velvet green
And in faery fort and elven glen
Live
the children of the dream
And there they dance to the old romance
Of songs a-gathered from afar
And the
tunes they brought
That they have caught
Between the waterfalling stars
Oró tír na nóg - every wondrous dream foretold
Oró tír na nóg - all you desire is what the future holds
There is a castle like a pearl
Set in a stony crown
Of mountain peaks from which unfurl
Clouds
like a lacy gown
Of mist that seems to ebb and flow
In dark valleys deep below
Where síoga folk
with flesh of smoke
Gather souls like flowers
In the witching hours
Oró tír na nóg
The spring of youth is never done
Sipped from the pale moon’s bowl
And the golden
chalice of the sun
