The sun was setting behind the mountain
The dew was falling upon the leaves
As I was seated beside a fountain
A feathered songster sang upon the trees
With love and longing his notes were sounding
Made me reminded of days of yore
When by a bower I picked a flower
And remembered Edmund by Lough Éirn's shore

The cuckoo's notes on the air resounding
All sound so pleasing to greet the ear
And every note with peace abounding
Around the valley if he were here
Delight has fled me, and grief has wed me
Why did you leave me, my love, a stór
And every note reminds me of Edward
And makes me lonely by Lough Éirn's shore

Oh if I could move like a wind o'er the ocean
I would send this sigh o'er the distant deep
Or could I __ like a bird in motion
By my Edward's side I would ever keep
I'd gently soothe him, with words amuse him
My love I'd prove him, and he'd sigh no more
For seven years, they would soon would pass over
And we'd both be happy by Lough Éirn's shore
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