ELLAN VANNIN - THE BEEGEES When the summer day is over Its busy cares have flown I will sit beneath the starlight With weary heart alone. Then it rises like a vision Sparkling bright it shines for me My own dear Ellan Vannin With its green hills by the sea. Let me hear the ocean murmur Let me watch your stormy sky Then above the emerald waters Sings the sea-eagle as she flies. Then arising like a vision Sparkling bright it shines for me My own dear Ellan Vannin With its green hills by the sea. And in all my times of sorrow And on some lonely shore I'll go back to Ellan Vannin To my childhood days once more. Tabbed by KiwiBoy