Driftwood
is burning blue,
wild
walk the wall shadows,
Night
winds go sailing by,
sailing
by the lochie meadows.
On
to the light of day flows Mira's stream, singing:
Caidil
gu la laddie, la, laddie, sleep the night away.
Far
on Beinn Bhreagh's side,
wander
the lost lambies.
Here,
there and everywhere,
everywhere
their troubled mammies.
Find them and fold them deep, fold
them to sleep, singing:
Caidil gu la laddie, la, laddie,
sleep the night away.
Daddy
is on the bay,
he'll
keep the pot brewing,
Keep
all from tumbling down,
tumbling
down to rack and ruin;
Pray,
Mary, send him home safe from the foam, singing:
Caidil
gu la laddie, la, laddie, sleep the night away.
