Ribbons for You

Ribbons for You

In the twilight of the morning
daylight tiptoes into your room
to steal the gold lying on your pillow,
woven on a faery loom.

If I were a knight in armour
I would be your champion true.
I would fight to wear your colours.
I would save my ribbons for you.

I would stand under your window
for hours and hours just for a view:
it is the East and you are the sunrise
And I would save my ribbons for you.

Dá mbeinn in ann filíocht a scríobh,
dheinfinn dán chun tusa a bhuaigh:
Amour Couertois ’is tusa m’aisling
And I would save my ribbons for you.
I would save my ribbons for you.

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