Cara Dillon - The Hill Of Thieves | Текст песни

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• Cara Dillon
• The Hill Of Thieves

For too long now, I’ve been a stranger here
To the hills above Glenshane
And your rocks, and your rain
Where the silent souls haunt the Priory walls
In the wind they sing “Come away, come away”

To the murmuring stream with the town below
And the babbling swell of the winding Roe
And you still might hear the great O'Cahan Clan
“Come away” they say "to the Benedy Glen".

Where the Hound of the Plain has walked this land
And the loneliest mile with a sword in his hand
And his blood runs still In every stream and glen
And his home is seen from the Hill of The Thieves

For too long now I’ve been a stranger here
To the hills above Glenshane
And your rocks and your rain
And the silent soul haunts the Priory walls
In the wind they sing “Come away, come away”