Macushla

Macushla - Richard Crooks

Written by：MacMurrough/Rowe

Macushla macushla

Your sweet voice is calling

Calling me softly

Again and again

Macushla macushla

I hear it so plainly

My blue eyed

Macushla

I hear it in vain

Macushla macushla

Your white arms are reaching

I feel them enfolding

Caressing me still

Fling them out from the darkness

My lost love macushla

Let them find me and bind me

Again if they will

Macushla macushla

Your red lips are saying

That death is a dream

And love is for aye

Then awaken macushla

Awake from your dreaming

My blue eyed macushla

Awaken to stay