I sang: "Amarilli's Secret", and "Two Sisters"

Two Sisters

The flock is in; the gate is barred.
My father's bound and left the yard.
His riding horse is curried down.
He stands and watches all alone.
These Highland mountains, Highland ken,
They hide their secrets, old as sin.
White river mist will rise and roam.
When is my sister coming home?

My sister's name is Analee.
She lays her head here, same as me.
She never lifts one dainty hand.
She'll catch the eye of any man.
My mother died when we were small;
my sister has her rings and all.
My father's love was left to me
and his beloved Analee.

My father calls his Ana fair,
with her little waist and her yellow hair.
But I'm the one who tends this farm.
He says I'm near good as a son.
He doesn't see her for her kind,
or that she stole what's rightful mine.
He doesn't know that he has seen
the last of lovely Analee.

Early this morn, on a rocky ledge,
she's wandering by the water's edge.
Wet stones betrayed her pretty foot.
I saw her fall from where I stood.
White river mist can't hide my shame.
She clutched my hand; she called my name.
I saw her eyes as she went down,
and I was glad my sister drowned.

Now night must fall, as night must do.
My father stares off in the blue.
He doesn't even notice me.
He's waiting for his Analee.
These Highland mountains, Highland ken,
They hide their secrets, old as sin.
White river mist will rise and roam.
When is my sister coming home?

(hope this formats properly)

-Branwen-