Hope This Day

Mo leannan (my loved one)
this soul isn't all right
and these ones they'll watch you mourning
and this place isn't alright
and these ones they'll watch you drowning.
They say you are the next year's soul.
They say you are the truth in disguise.
An oíche (the night), need you.
And the tears fall onto fresh clay,
soft words they're falling from your eyes.
They're stealing all the hope this day.
They're stealing all the hope alright.
On we'll go. Onwards we'll go.