@@@@@On wings of a wind o'er the dark rolling
@@@@@On wings of a
wind o'er the dark rolling sea Ange are coming to watch o'er thy sleep;
Ange4 are coming to watch over thee, So list to the wind coming over
the seaHear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow, Hang your head
over, hear the wind blowThe cutrachs are sailing way out on the
blue, Chasing the herring ofsitvery hue
Silver the herring and silver the sea Soon they'll be silver for my
love and meHear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow, Hang your
head over, hear the wind blowThere was a moment of silence, then
Timothy opened his eyes"Again, please," he said drowsily"Oh, yes,
please, miss, sing it agaInEveryone looked up, startled, at the
strange young man who was standing nearbyHe was holding a
ragged cap
in rough, dirty hands in front of his patched jacketHe looked about
twelve years old, except that he had a stubble of dark whiskers on
hischin"Begging your pardon, ladies and gentlemen," he said
earnestly"I know I'm being too bold, crashing in on your party and
all thatBut my mam used to sing that song to me and me sisters,
and
when I heard it, it called my heart over
"Sit down, lad," said Maureen"There's cake here with no one to eat
it, and some grand cheese and bread in the basketWhat's your
name,
and where are you from?" The boy knelt by her"Danny Murray,
milady
He pulled on the stringy black hair over his forehead, then wiped his
hand on his sleeve and held it out for the bread Maureen had taken
out
of the basket"Connemara's me home, when I'm there He bit
hugely
into the breadThe hungry boy swallowed and sang with herhear the wind blow," they finished after three full
repetitions
Danny Murray's dark eyes were shining like black jewels"Eat, then,
Danny Murray," Maureen sai