The Connemara Cradle Song - Steeleye Span

On wings of the wind o’er the dark rolling sea

Angels are coming to watch over thee

Angels are coming to watch o’er thy sleep

So list to the wind coming over the deep

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow

Lean your head over and hear the wind blow

The currachs are sailing way out on the blue

Laden with herring of silvery hue

Oh, silver the herring, silver the sea

Soon there’ll be silver for baby and me

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow

Lean your head over and hear the wind blow

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow

Lean your head over and hear the wind blow

The currachs tomorrow will stand on the shore

And Daddy goes sailing, a-sailing no more

The nets will be drying, the net’s heaven blessed

And safe in my arms contended he’ll rest

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow

Lean your head over and hear the wind blow

Hear the wind blow, love, hear the

Lean your head over and hear the wind blow