Loreena McKennitt - Moon Cradle Lyrics
When the moon-cradle's rocking and rockingWhere a cloud and a cloud go bySilently rocking and rockingThe moon-cradle's out in the skyThen comes the lad with the hazelAnd the folding star's in the rack"Night's a good herd," to the cattle he sings"She brings all things back"But the bond woman down by the boorieSings with a heart grown wildHow a hundred rivers are flowingBetween herself and her child"The geese, even they trudge homewardThat have their wings and the wasteLet your thoughts be on Night the HerderAnd be quiet for a space"The moon-cradle's rocking and rockingWhere a cloud and a cloud go bySilent rocking and rockingThe moon-cradle out in the skyThe snipe, they are crying, cryingLiadine, liadine, liadineWhere no track's on the bog, they are flyingA lonely dream will be mineWhere no track's on the bog, they are flyingA lonely dream will be mine