Ananda Music's video: Emerald Isle - Celtic Music - Irish Music

► NEVER MISS ANOTHER VIDEO: Subscribe to our channel! LYRICS: Come hear, while I sing you of emerald hills, Of valleys and meadows so fair That all who have seen them have carried away Memories in their hearts, friends, like the lilacs of May: Oh, my song is the story of the lilacs of May. My song is the story of deer on the hills, Of larks that soar, seeking the sun, Of nightingales lifting the curtain of night As with music they bring down heaven’s blessing of light: Oh, my song is the story of God’s blessing of light. Come join me in singing of that emerald isle, Of flow’rs that, like jewels, besprinkle the lea, Of waterfalls eager to embrace the wide sea As we with our Maker united would be, As we with our Maker reunited would be. Come hear, while I sing you of emerald hills, Of valleys and meadows so fair That all who have seen them have carried away Memories in their hearts, friends, like the lilacs of May: Oh, my song is the story of the lilacs of May.