Granuaile

Death Of Richard-AN-Iarainn

by Rita Connolly

on Granuaile (1985)

It is a cold wind
That carries no forgiveness
It is as cold wind
That blows from the sea
Richard-In-Iron I love you

You're so hurt
And wounded so
Lay you down to sleep
You're so hurt
Battles are lost
Battles are won
Richard-In-Iron
Rest your head

It is a cold wind
That carries no forgiveness
It is a cold wind
That blows from the sea
Richard-In-Iron I love you

You're so hurt
And wounded so
Lay you down to sleep
You're so hurt
Suffer alone
Close your eyes
Richard-In-Iron
I dismiss you

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