[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Oh the wind it is howlin’ down the old boreen tonight,
The hearth is cold and empty, there’s no small feet in sight.
Murphy’s laugh is gone now, and Thea’s gentle song,
Taken far across the sea where they don’t belong.
I walk the fields we wandered, where the blackthorn used to bloom,
But every step is heavier in this lonesome room.
Six short years of wonder, my boy and girl so bright—
Now the nights are endless, and the days have lost their light.
[Chorus]
Oh Murphy, mo chuisle, and Thea, my sweet rose,
Ye’re the twin stars of my heart wherever ye may go.
I’d give the wide world over just to hold ye close once more,
But I’ll f***t with truth and honor till ye’re walkin’ through my door.
For whatever’s best for ye, my darlin’s, that’s my prayer—
Even if it breaks me, I’ll still leave the lamp out there.
[Verse 2]
They told me lies in plenty, spun their webs of deceit,
But a father knows his children from the rhythm of their feet.
I’ve gathered every whisper, every paper, every sign,
Like a soldier keeps his powder when the battle lines are drawn.
I miss your bedtime stories, your sticky little hands,
The way ye’d fall asleep to the tunes of this old land.
If the court says wait a while, sure I’ll wait beneath the sky,
For love is always patient when it’s too proud to say die.
[Chorus]
Oh Murphy, mo chuisle, and Thea, my sweet rose,
Ye’re the twin stars of my heart wherever ye may go.
I’d give the wide world over just to hold ye close once more,
But I’ll f***t with truth and honor till ye’re walkin’ through my door.
For whatever’s best for ye, my darlin’s, that’s my prayer—
Even if it breaks me, I’ll still leave the lamp out there.
[Bridge]
And if the day should come when ye’re grown and far away,
Remember there’s a father who loved ye more than words can say.
I’ll keep the fire burnin’, and the door upon the latch,
Till the road brings ye home again—my perfect boy and match.
[Final Chorus]
Oh Murphy, mo chuisle, and Thea, my sweet rose,
Ye’re the twin stars of my heart, and everybody knows.
I’ll love ye till the mountains crumble into the sea,
And I’ll do what’s best for ye… even if it isn’t me.
[Outro]
Go dtà go gcasfar le chéile arÃs sibh… my twin stars of the heart.