Fear A Bhata

How often haunting the highest hilltop
I scan the ocean, your boat to see
Will it come tonight love, will it come tomorrow
Or ever come love to comfort me

Fear a bhata sna hóro éale
Fear a bhata sna hóro éale
Fear a bhata sna hóro éale
So fare thee well love where ever thou be

There’s not a hamlet, too well I know it
Where you go wandering or rest a while
But only it’s old folk you win with talking
And charm its maidens with song and smile

Fear a bhata sna hóro éale
Fear a bhata sna hóro éale
Fear a bhata sna hóro éale
So fare thee well love where ever thou be