Celtic Fiddle Festival: Encore

Away to the westward I'm longing to be, Where the beauties of heaven Unfold by the sea; Where the sweet purple heather blooms Fragrant and free On a hilltop high above The Dark Island So gentle the sea breeze, That ripples the bay, Where the stream j

Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:Celtic Fiddle Festival: Encore 歌手:Celtic Fiddle Festival 歌曲:Hector the Hero