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Song of the White Swans is a haunting Celtic-inspired song based on the ancient Irish legend of the Children of Lir — one of the most tragic and beautiful tales in Celtic folklore. Lyrics: On the shores where the grey tides wander Under skies of silver rain Stood the halls of Lir the father Before the sorrow, before the pain Four fair children laughed in summer Golden light upon the bay But the wind carried jealous whispers And the dark soon found its way Through the stillness of the water Through the silence of the pines A spell was cast in moonlight That would echo through all time Oh sing, white swans of the ocean Through the storm and winter sky Nine hundred years of longing Let your lonely voices cry Across the waves of Erin Where the cold grey waters run Still the wind recalls the story Of Lir and his children Feathers fell where laughter faded Four small shadows in the foam Bound to roam the restless waters Far from hearth and far from home Through the roar of endless winters Through the frost of bitter seas Still their voices rose together Carried softly on the breeze Through the storms of iron oceans Through the turning of the years Hope remained within them Past the sorrow and the tears Oh sing, white swans of the ocean Through the storm and winter sky Nine hundred years of longing Let your lonely voices cry Across the waves of Erin Where the cold grey waters run Still the wind recalls the story Of Lir and his children Time moved slow as drifting embers Kingdoms rose and fell away But their song endured forever In the breaking of the waves Till the bells of dawn were ringing And the ancient spell was done Four lost souls returning At the rising of the sun Oh sing, white swans of the ocean Let the ancient sorrow fade For the tides remember always Every vow the old gods made Across the shores of Erin Where the mist and legends run Lives the tale forever Of Lir and his children And the sea still sings their story When the northern winds are strong Four white wings upon the water And the echo of their song