AN CHLÁIRSEACH ( THE HARP )
by SEAMUS ROBINSON ©1995 performed by SEAMUS OG ROBINSON
I am the harp ... there was a time
when I made the very air around me
tremble and quiver with the music of
life.
I sang my songs in houses big and
houses small, in humble croft or
castle hall. What if my master should
be old and grey -- upon his fingers
no fault lay. Until he died and I was
cast aside to moulder in the dust,
abandoned and forgotten.
But still I dream a bard will come
to lift me from this clay; and then
new-strung, again I'll play ... a song
to wake the world. I am the harp.