Meeting Of The Waters Lyrics
Meeting Of The Waters - Macs Irish Players
There is not in the wild world a valley so sweet
As the vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet
Oh the last rays of feeling and life must depart
Erethe bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart
Erethe bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart
Yet it was not that nature had shed over the scene
Her purest of crystal and brightest of green
It was not her soft magic of streamlet or rill
Oh no it was something more exquisite still
Oh no it was something more exquisite still
It was that friends the beloved of my bosom were near
Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear
And who felt how the best charms of nature improve
When we see them reflected from looks that we love
When we see them reflected from looks that we love
Oh Sweet vale of avoca how calm could I rest
In thy bosom of shade with the friends I love best
Where the storm that we feel in this cold world should cease
And our hearts like thy waters be mingled in peace
And our hearts like thy waters be mingled in peace