Loreena Mccennitt Stolen Child Lyrics

Stolen Child Lyrics

In one of these lonely Orkney Isles

There dwelled a maiden fair,

Her
cheeks were red, her eyes were blue

She has yellow curling hair.



Which caught the eye and then the heart

Of one who could never be

A lover of so true a maid

Or fair a form as she.



Across
the lake in Sandwick

Dwelled a youth she held most true,

And ever
since her infancy

He had watched those eyes so blue.



The
land runs out into the sea -

It's a narrow neck of land -

Where
weird and grim the Standing Stones

In a circle where they stand.



One bonny moonlight Christmas Eve

They met at that sad
place.

With her heart in glee and the beams of love

Were shining on
her face.

When her lover came he grasped her hand

And what loving
words they said.

They talked of future's happy days,

As through the
stones they strayed.



They walked towards the lover's stone

And through it passed their hands,

They plighted there a constant
troth

Sealed by love's steadfast bands.

He kissed his maid and then
he watched her

That lonely bridge go o'er,

Fo little, little did he
think

He wouldn't see his darling more.



Standing Stones of
the Orkney Isles

Gazing out to sea

Standing Stones of the Orkeny
Isles

Bring my love to me.



He turned his face toward his
home

That home he did never see.

And you shall have the story as it
was told to me.

When a form upon him sprang

With a daggar gleaming
bright.

It pierced his heart and his dying screams

Disturbed the
silent night.



The maid had nearly reached her home

When she
was startled by a cry.

And she turned to look around her

and her
love was standing by,

His hand was pointing to the sta