Connemara Cradle Song

On wings of the wind o'er the dark rolling deep,
Angels are coming to watch over thee;
Angels are coming to watch over thee,
So list to the winds coming over the sea.

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow,
Lean your head over and hear the wind blow.

Oh, winds of the night, may your fury be crossed,
May no one that's dear to our island be lost;
Blow the wind gently and soft be the foam,
Shine their light brightly to guide them back home.

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow,
Lean your head over and hear the wind blow.

The currachs are sailing way out on the blue,
Laden with herring of silvery hue;
Silver the herring and silver the sea,
And soon they'll be silver for my love and me.

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow,
Lean your head over and hear the wind blow.
Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow,
Lean your head over and hear the wind blow.

####.... Variant of an Irish lullaby, written and adapted by Delia Murphy [1902-1970] of County Mayo, Ireland, and published in 1953 ....####

This arrangement recorded by the Sons of Erin, featuring band leader Ralph O'Brien, Johnnie Lynn, "Wee" John Cameron, and Denis Ryan on their self-titled album, Sons Of Erin, ca.1970.

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A currach is a type of boat with a wooden frame, over which animal skins, hides, or modern canvas is stretched. The design and construction is unique to the west coasts of Ireland and Scotland, with variations in size and shape by region.