How can the small flowers grow
If the wild wind blows
And the cold snow
Is all around
And where will the frail birds fly
If their homes on high
Have been torn down
To the ground
Lift the Wings
And carry me away from here
And fill the sails
That breaks the line to dawn
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you
I'm beside you when I think of you a stoirin gra
How can a tree stand tall
If the rain won't fall
To wash its branches down
And how can the heart survive
Can it stay alive?
If its loves denied for long
Lift the Wings
And carry me away from here
And fill the sails
That breaks the line to home
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you
I'm beside you when I think of you a stoirin
And I'm with you as I dream of you a stoirin
And the sun will bring me
Near to you a stoirin a gra