in her eyes The night is on her hair And like a love-sick lennan-shee She has my heart in thrall No life I own, no liberty With love is lord of all
in her eye The night is on her hair And like a love-sick lennan-shee She has my heart in thrall Nor life I owe nor liberty With love is lord of all.
Käännös: Celtic Woman. Oma Lagan Love.
is in her eye The night is on her hair And like a love-sick lennan-shee She has my heart in thrall Nor life I owe nor liberty With love is lord of all