| In a time of myth and magic
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| Lived a man of timeless power
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| Lir was his name
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| But his temper had turned sour
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| He would not be king of the land
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| Bov Dearg was chosen instead
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| Lir would pay no tribute to him
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| And secretly wished he was dead
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| Alas with time Lir’s wife did lie
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| And he was full of great sadness
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| Dearg heard this and sent word to Lir
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| To meet with him in his palace
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| When they met they both embraced
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| Their friendship was made then
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| Dearg summoned his daughter eve
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| And told Lir he must marry again
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| Lir’s love for Eve was as strong as with his first wife
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| A seed was planted, Fionnula and Aedh were born
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| But her next child birth would take away her life
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| Fiachra and Conn, from their mothers stomach were torn
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| Lir’s sadness knew no bounds —
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| He cried out to the night
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| Dearg was there to comfort him
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| And help him see the light
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| He had 4 beautiful children
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| And with time another bride
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| Eve’s sister Aoife would stay loyal to his side
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| But Aiofe had a jealous side — a canker in her mind
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| She moved against the children, love for them she could not find
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| She took them in her chariot to a lake not far away
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| And changed them into swans like night time into day
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| 300 years on Derravaragh, so commenced the spell
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| The children would swim to the shore, their story to tell
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| 300 years on the sea of Moyle, a cruel and bitter place
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| The children missed their father here, the smile upon his face
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| In the sea of Moyle the waves did crash
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| And beat the land with might
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| The rain fell fierce and the wind blew hard
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| The swans all feared for their lives
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| Fionnula was strong and wisest of all
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| And guarded her brothers from strife
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| Under her wings they hid from night
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| And waited for the morning light
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| Finally the day did come
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| To leave this terrible sea
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| 300 more years to live as swans
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| Then they at last would be free
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| To Inish Gluaire the swans did fly
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| As fast as they could go
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| New lands and kingdoms everywhere —
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| Fionnula did see down below
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| There they waited, till at last the day did dawn
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| The spell was ending
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| They felt themselves transform
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| They were now ancient
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| Their youth was gone forever
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| And as they died
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| They held hands and went together |