Beltane Eve
Capo Fret 2, (Slow, quiet strum, swelling with passion)Am
Beltane had stolen
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Into the quiet eve
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I saw you standing there
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In your robe of deepest green
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On Beltane eve…
You called to me, “My lord,
My lord, my lord…
Won’t you be with me,
Oh, my lord, my lord…
On Beltane eve…”
I came to you,
Oh my fairy queen,
Oh my maiden green,
Oh I came to you,
On Beltane eve…
I love you…
“I love you…”
Oh I love you…
“Oh I love you…”
On Beltane eve…
I took your hand
And you took my heart
Our gazes locked
Our gazes locked
On Beltane eve…
My lips to your lips,
Your thigh to my thigh,
My breath in your ear,
Our bodies so near…
On Beltane eve….
And there we lay spent
Wrapt in the warmth of cloaks
Until the morning came,
And the grackle sang,
The passing of Beltane…
My Lady, my Lady...
My Lord, my Lord…
Oh let love bloom…
Oh let life bloom…
Oh let love bloom…
Oh let life bloom…
Oh let love bloom…
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Oh let…
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Oh let…
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New life…
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Bloom…
(Am to fade)
By: Greg Currie
April 13, 2011