Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Exiles , by - Cruachan. Song from the album Folk-Lore, in the genre Фолк-металRelease date: 20.04.2008
Record label: Karmageddon Media
Song language: English
Exiles |
| Loneliness was all she knew |
| Because of her God sent beauty |
| Evil and carnage were sure to ensure |
| Her death was Conchobars duty |
| The high king Conchobar would not dare |
| So he did her away from his people |
| Deirdre will live and grow up fair |
| Then marry me in my temple |
| (18 yrs. Later) |
| She was disgusted by Conchobar |
| And vowed she would not be wed |
| I love only the man who bears the colours- |
| Black white and blood red |
| I know such man!, her aide explained |
| But Deirdre could only hope |
| Uisneach’s sons were led to the forest |
| With Naoise, she would elope |
| No place was safe for the four exiles |
| They left Eireann with heavy hearts |
| But to see her face and see her smile |
| Gave the brothers strength to depart |
| In Albas' hills they made their home |
| And began a simple life |
| Local hatred had suddenly grown |
| Men wanted her as a wife |
| Conchobar dreamed of Deirdre his true love |
| He longed for the touch of her skin |
| His duties neglected, his life so affected |
| Why did she leave the court of the King? |
| After some time he explained he was wrong |
| Or so we were led to believe |
| This sorrowful song I have sung for too long |
| Naoise agus Deirdre I now forgive |
| Naoise always longed to go back home |
| When he heard the news he wept |
| The brothers prepared for the journey ahead |
| With Fergus Mac Roth they all left |
| The exiles returned to the King alone |
| And knew there was something not right |
| Conchobar made his plans be known |
| The brothers took up the fight |
| The exiles fled to the sorrowful forest |
| Foloowed by the king’s men |
| Deirdre was hidden but they needed rest |
| They could not fight again |
| Naoise smelt death and he quietly said- |
| Please Deirdre stay where you are |
| A belt of a sword and the brothers fell dead |
| Deirdre smelt blood on the air |
| (Conchobar:) |
| Cannot you see, I did this for you |
| Our wedding can now take place |
| They left for Fern Mag, as the cold wind blew |
| In a chariot she felt deaths embrace |
| I am Deirdre, for a short time alive |
| To end life be evil, 'tis worse to survive |
| From the chariot she fell to her death |
| To be with Naoise, to smell his sweet breath |