Magic in Mournes

I've been searching for magic all over the world
chasing unicorns and pots of gold.
At one moment I almost gave up in despair
but you took me to Mournes to show me your lair.
Such beautiful place, all tangled with streams,
it brightened my face, it made all my dreams.

There I found magic as old as the sun,
it grows in a grass, in water it runs.
I found it on one of our little trips.
You had that leprechaun smile on your lips,
when you showed me how fairy like I could be
making love with view to the sea.