Sinéad O'connor - I am Stretched on your Grave

From the Album: "I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got"

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Comment by Nollaig 2016 on February 13, 2014 at 8:08pm

Anonymous (18th Century)
Translated byFrank O Connor

(This is still a popular poem and many sung versions exist.)

Irish Love Poem 
I am stretched on your grave
Sung by Kate Rusby

I am stretched on your grave
And would lie there forever;
If your hands were in mine
I’d be sure we’d not sever.
My apple tree, my brightness,
‘Tis time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am stained by the weather.

When my family think
That I’m safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head,
Calling out to the air
With tears hot and wild
My grief for the girl 
That I loved as a child.

Do you remember
The night we were lost
In the shade of the blackthorn
And the chill of the frost?
Thanks be to Jesus
We did what was right,
And your maidenhead still
Is your pillar of light.

The priests and the friars
Approach me in dread
Because I still love you 
My love and you dead,
And would still be your shelter
From rain and from storm
And with you in the cold grave
I cannot sleep warm.


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