At midnight clear I hear the bean sí cry

then echoed as the tocsin tolls its knell,

and know her weary spirit's set to fly.

At midnight clear I hear the bean sí cry,

already mourning one whose time is nigh

and bound for heaven, leaving me in hell.

At midnight clear I hear the bean sí cry

then echoed as the tocsin tolls its knell.

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How could I ever be so blind

To miss what was so plain to see

If I unlocked my shackled mind

How could I ever be so blind

With open eyes I’d surely find

Such love I thought could never be

How could I ever be so blind

To miss what was so plain to see

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