Heartland - Celtic Thunder

(Spoken)
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! (Gaelic chorus)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)

When the winds are howling
Vigil must keep!
Shelter us, and save us
From, the, Deep!
(Gaelic chorus)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)

Thank you, Lord, you have brought us
Safe to shore
Be our strength and protection
Ever more

(Gaelic chorus)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)

(Gaelic bridge)
Dйan trуcaire (Have mercy)
Dйan trуcaire (Have mercy)
A Thiarna (Lord)

A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)

A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)
A Thiarna, dйan trуcaire (Lord have mercy)
A Chrнost, dйan trуcaire (Christ have mercy)