[00:00.03]In a land of O''Cahan where bleak mountains rise
[00:10.52]O''er those brown ridgy tops now the dusky clouds fly
[00:19.25]Deep sunk in a valley a wild flower did grow
[00:28.20]And her name was Finvola, the Gem of the Roe
[00:37.06]For the Isles of Abunde appeared to out view
[00:44.51]A youth clad in tartan, it''s strange but it''s true
[00:51.42]With a star on his breast and unstrung was his bow
[00:59.66]And he sighed for Finvola the Gem of the Roe
[01:07.23]The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
[01:15.05]And he sighed for Finvola
[01:19.17]The Gem of the Roe
[01:23.94]To the grey shores of Alba his bride he did bear
[01:31.26]But short were the fond years these lovers did share
[01:37.83]For thrice on the hillside the Banshee cried low
[01:46.09]Twas the death of Finvola the Gem of the Roe
[01:53.57]The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
[02:01.72]Twas the death of Finvola
[02:05.70]The Gem of the Roe
[02:10.59]No more up the streamlet her maidens will hie
[02:19.07]For wan the pale cheek and bedimmed the blue eye
[02:27.64]In silent affliction our sorrows will flow
[02:36.50]Since gone is Finvola the Gem of the Roe