Hear me, forgetting for a little while
That I am he who woke the gods again.
Think I am Alastair, who would awake
The drowsy loveliness that sleeps too long.
That I am he who woke the gods again.
Think I am Alastair, who would awake
The drowsy loveliness that sleeps too long.
Mairi (staring at him).
You are too beautiful for me to hate,
And yet too evil for my love.
You are too beautiful for me to hate,
And yet too evil for my love.
Alastair. Oh wait,
For in my heart remembrance is awake
Of the old time when we went hand in hand,
Following the harp a thousand years ago.
And I will make a song of memory,
That shall call love to your dim eyes again.
For in my heart remembrance is awake
Of the old time when we went hand in hand,
Following the harp a thousand years ago.
And I will make a song of memory,
That shall call love to your dim eyes again.
Song
Long ago beneath the moon,
In a corrie of the hills
We forgot our ancient ills
Dancing to a wizard tune.
We remembered song and spell
Chanted in a Lochlainn rune.
Flower of Morven, it was well
Long ago beneath the moon.
In a corrie of the hills
We forgot our ancient ills
Dancing to a wizard tune.
We remembered song and spell
Chanted in a Lochlainn rune.
Flower of Morven, it was well
Long ago beneath the moon.
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