My Lagan Love [Turkish translation]

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby

There blows a lily fair

The twilight gleam is in her eye

The night is on her hair

And like a love-sick lennan-shee

She has my heart in thrall

Nor life I owe nor liberty

For love is lord of all

And often when the beetle's horn

Hath lulled the eve to sleep

I steal unto her shieling lorn

And thru the dorring peep

There on thy cricket's singing stone

She spares the bogwood fire

And hums in sad sweet undertone

The songs of heart's desire

Her welcome, like her love for me

Is from her heart within

Her warm kiss is felicity

That knows no taint of sin

And when I stir my soot to go

'Tis leaving love and light

To feel the wind of longing blow

From out the dark of night