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Through silent mist your voice would rise Like moonlit winds in western skies It touched the earth, the sea, the stone And called the wandering spirit home From distant hills and twilight air You left a song still trembling there Like whispered prayers the old woods keep You stirred the soul from hidden sleep Máire, your voice flows on the tide Through shadowed glens and stars that guide A silver flame, a sacred stream You move through night like an endless dream The sky grew still beneath your song As if the dark had waited long Each note became a lantern’s glow Across the paths the lost ones know You sang where ancient waters shone Where memory walks the world alone And in that hush your spirit stayed Like evening light that never fades Máire, your voice flows on the tide Through shadowed glens and stars that guide A silver flame, a sacred stream You move through night like an endless dream The old bells ring, the soft winds call Your echo lingers over all Through hollow vale and autumn sky Your song still lives, it does not die Máire, your voice flows on the tide Through shadowed glens and stars that guide A silver flame, a sacred stream You move through night like an endless dream
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