Lyrics Exiles - Cruachan
(Music:
KF,
JF
Words:
KF)
Loneliness
was
all
she
knew,
Because
of
her
God
sent
beauty.
Evil
and
carnage
were
sure
to
ensure,
Her
death
was
Conchobars
duty.
The
high
king
Conchobar
would
not
dare,
So
he
did
her
away
from
his
people.
Deirdre
will
live
and
grow
up
fair,
Then
marry
me
in
my
temple.
(18
yrs.
Later)
She
was
disgusted
by
Conchobar,
And
vowed
she
would
not
be
wed.
I
love
only
the
man
who
bears
the
colours-
Black
white
and
blood
red.
I
know
such
man!,
her
aide
explained
But
Deirdre
could
only
hope.
Uisneach's
sons
were
led
to
the
forest,
With
Naoise,
she
would
elope.
No
place
was
safe
for
the
four
exiles,
They
left
Eireann
with
heavy
hearts.
But
to
see
her
face
and
see
her
smile,
Gave
the
brothers
strength
to
depart.
In
Albas'
hills
they
made
their
home.
And
began
a
simple
life.
Local
hatred
had
suddenly
grown,
Men
wanted
her
as
a
wife.
Conchobar
dreamed
of
Deirdre
his
true
love,
He
longed
for
the
touch
of
her
skin.
His
duties
neglected,
his
life
so
affected,
Why
did
she
leave
the
court
of
the
King?.
After
some
time
he
explained
he
was
wrong,
Or
so
we
were
led
to
believe.
This
sorrowful
song
I
have
sung
for
too
long,
Naoise
agus
Deirdre
I
now
forgive.
Naoise
always
longed
to
go
back
home.
When
he
heard
the
news
he
wept.
The
brothers
prepared
for
the
journey
ahead,
With
Fergus
Mac
Roth
they
all
left.
The
exiles
returned
to
the
King
alone,
And
knew
there
was
something
not
right.
Conchobar
made
his
plans
be
known,
The
brothers
took
up
the
fight.
The
exiles
fled
to
the
sorrowful
forest,
Foloowed
by
the
king's
men.
Deirdre
was
hidden
but
they
needed
rest,
They
could
not
fight
again.
Naoise
smelt
death
and
he
quietly
said-
Please
Deirdre
stay
where
you
are.
A
belt
of
a
sword
and
the
brothers
fell
dead,
Deirdre
smelt
blood
on
the
air.
(Conchobar:)
Cannot
you
see,
I
did
this
for
you,
Our
wedding
can
now
take
place.
They
left
for
Fern
Mag,
as
the
cold
wind
blew,
In
a
chariot
she
felt
deaths
embrace.
I
am
Deirdre,
for
a
short
time
alive,
To
end
life
be
evil,
'tis
worse
to
survive.
From
the
chariot
she
fell
to
her
death,
To
be
with
Naoise,
to
smell
his
sweet
breath.
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