I was looking from my window
On the moon on a moonlit night
And everything was perfect
If not perfectly in sight
And it put my mind to wondering
Of the night we turned to day
Beneath the castle on Tadhg Mór’s
mountain
With our hearts being swept away
Hearts being a-swept, hearts
being a-swept
Hearts being swept away
With the silver stream a-rushing
And a-pulling at our feet
And I’m glad I’ve known the hunger
and I’m glad I’ve seen it eat
I think I’ll never see a beauty
Such as yours framed in that night
You wore it like a cloak, you did
On my enchanted sight
On my enchanted, my enchanted
My enchanted sight
My vision will not soar again
As was deemed on that fair night
When everything was perfect
If not perfectly in sight
How these souls that went a-wandering
On the liquid night did stray
Beneath the castle on
Tadhg Mór’s mountain
With their hearts being swept away
Hearts being a-swept, hearts
being a-swept
Hearts being swept away
With the silver stream a-rushing
And a-pulling at their feet
When they sat down with the hunger
And the three of them did eat
I myself did paint this beauty
And did frame her in that night
This is the portrait of my love
you see
On my enchanted sight
On my enchanted, my enchanted
My enchanted sight
- Written by Jimmy MacCarthy
Jimmy MacCarthy 