HEARTLAND by Celtic Thunder
Out of the mists of Time it comes
Older than the oldest rhyme it comes
Coursing through our veins it comes
Pulsing in our brains it comes
The pure um primal sound of drums
When, the storm is raging
And Thunder rolls
Deliver us From the ocean
Save our SOULS!
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
When the winds are howling
Vigil must keep!
Shelter us, and save us
From, the, Deep!
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
Thank you, Lord, you have brought us
Safe to shore
Be our strength and protection
Ever more
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
Déan trócaire
Déan trócaire
A Thiarna
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
A Thiarna, déan trócaire
A Chríost, déan trócaire
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Gaelic translations
A Thiarna, déan trócaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chríost, déan trócaire (Christ have mercy)
Déan trócaire (Have mercy)
A Thiarna (Lord)
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