My Lagan Love
Van Morrison · Other Songs - Van Morrison
There blows a lily fair.
The twilight gleam is in her eye,
The night is on her hair.
And like a lovesick lenashee
She hath my heart in thrall.
No life have I, no liberty,
For love is Lord of all.
And often when the beetles horn
Has lulled the eve to sleep,
I'll steal into her sheiling lorn
And through the doorway creep.
There on the cricket's singing stone,
She makes the bogwood fire
And sings in sweet and undertone,
The song of hearts desire.
My Lagan Love
My Lagan Love stands as a poignant testament to Van Morrison's enduring connection to his Irish roots. The track draws deeply from the folk tradition, channeling the melancholic spirit of the River Lagan in Belfast. Morrison's vocal delivery on this recording is characterized by a raw, emotive intensity that defines much of his celebrated discography. While often associated with his broader exploration of Celtic themes, the song remains a staple in his live performances, showcasing his ability to transform traditional material into a deeply personal statement. The recording highlights his mastery of blending soulful phrasing with the atmospheric textures of folk music. It serves as a reminder of the cultural landscape that has consistently informed his artistic vision throughout his extensive career.