Last night she came to me, my dead love came in,
traditional Irish song
So softly she came that her feet made no din.
As she laid her hand on me and this she did say,
“It will not be long, love, till our wedding day.”
shamanic word nomad
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in,
traditional Irish song
So softly she came that her feet made no din.
As she laid her hand on me and this she did say,
“It will not be long, love, till our wedding day.”