Maire Brennan

No more pretending
No more deny
When the sun goes down
Will I know who wears the crown
No more deceiving
No more grieving
When the sun goes down
Will they know who wears the crown
There you stood in front of me
Dressed in glory
White to see
Spell-bound on the deep blue skies
Created on high
Cold and warm you set one's heart
‘Cause you're the mighty one
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán
Nach aoibhinn an radharc
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí is glór do Dhia
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí
Nach aoibhinn an radharc
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán
Travel on a journey task
Expedition
Breathless mask
Vision seen with glaring eyes
On top of the world
Trace the footsteps gone before
Yes you're the mighty one
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán
Nach aoibhinn an radharc
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí is glór do Dhia
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí
Nach aoibhinn an radharc
Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán