Moon Cradle — текст песни (Loreena Mccennitt)

The moon-cradle`s rocking and rocking
Where a cloud and a cloud go by
Silently rocking and rocking
The moon-cradle out in the sky.

Then comes the lad with the hazel
And the folding star`s in the rack
Night`s a good herd` to the cattle,
He sings, `she brings all things back.`

But the bond woman down by the boorie
Sings with a heart grown wild
How a hundred rivers are flowing
Between herself and her child.

`The geese, even as they trudge homeward
They have their wings and the waste,
Let your thoughts be on Night the Herder
And be quiet for a space.`

The moon-cradle`s rocking and rocking
Where a cloud and a cloud go by
Silently rocking and rocking
The moon-cradle out in the sky.

The snipe they are cryng and crying
Liadine, liadine, liadine,
Where no track`s on the bog they are flying
A lonely dream will be mine!