The wind blows low and mournful
Through the Strath of Dalnacreich
Where once there lived a woman
Who would a mother be
For twelve long years a good man's wife
But ne'er the cradle filled
A mother of a changeling child from 'neath the fairy hill

She traveled to the standing stones
And crossed into the green
Where all the host of elven folk
Were dancing there unseen
Through the night she bargained
With the Queen of fairies all
Who sent her home at dawning with a babe beneath her shawl

How their home was joyful
With a son to call their own
But soon they saw the years that passed
Would never make him grow
The fairies would not answer her
The stones were dark and slept
A babe was all she asked for, and their promises they'd kept

The wind blows low and mournful
Through the Strath of Dalnacreich
Where once there lived a woman
Who would a mother be
For fifty years she rocked that babe
It's said she rocks him still
A mother of a changeling child from 'neath the fairy hill


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