A Chuisle Mo Croí (Traditional Irish ballad) (Irish ballad love song) (I...

A Chuisle Mo Croí — An Irish Ballad of Love, Loss, and Eternal Devotion

“A Chuisle Mo Croí” — meaning “Pulse of My Heart” in Irish — is more than a love song. It’s a soul-deep ballad that bridges time, language, and emotion, telling the timeless story of a love so strong it lingers beyond goodbye. Sung in both English and Irish, this haunting melody speaks directly to the heart, offering comfort, connection, and a sense of something eternal.

From the opening line, “Since the day we met, love, you’ve been my guide,” the listener is drawn into a relationship built on unwavering support through life’s storms. The chorus — “A Chuisle Mo Croí, the pulse of my heart…” — acts as a heartbeat itself, anchoring the song in love’s quiet strength.

Laced with poetic Irish phrasing like “Feicim thú i mo bhrionglóidí” (“I see you in my dreams”), this ballad honours the traditions of Irish storytelling while weaving a modern emotional truth. Whether it’s a song of remembrance, a tribute to a lost soulmate, or a gentle promise from one heart to another, it carries the spirit of Ireland’s lyrical past into today’s world.

With soft instrumentation, heartfelt vocals, and a bridge that whispers of final partings and lasting love — “In your heart, I’ll stay, like the stars above” — the song leaves its mark long after the final note fades.

For anyone who has ever loved deeply, lost dearly, or dreamed vividly, “A Chuisle Mo Croí” offers both solace and celebration. This is not just a ballad — it’s a promise that love never truly ends.

Stream it now, let it move you, and may you always feel the pulse of your heart.






LYRICS

Since the day we met, love, You’ve been my guide, Through the storms and shadows, You stayed by my side. (Chorus) A Chuisle Mo Croí, The pulse of my heart, You’ve been my light, My work of art. Feicim thú í mo bhrionglóidí,, I see you in my dreams, You’re the love of my life, My endless stream. (Verse 2) Through the trials we faced, You held me tight, You gave me a reason, To keep up the fight. (Chorus) A Chuisle Mo Croí, The pulse of my heart, You’ve been my light, My work of art. Feicim thú í mo bhrionglóidí,, I see you in my dreams, You’re the love of my life, My endless stream. (Bridge) Now as I say goodbye, Know this, my love, In your heart, I’ll stay, Like the stars above. (Chorus) A Chuisle Mo Croí, The pulse of my heart, You’ve been my light, My work of art. Feicim thú í mo bhrionglóidí, I see you in my dreams, You’re the love of my life, My endless stream. (Outro) When you feel the wind, Or see the sun’s glow, Remember my love, It’s there, you’ll know. A Chuisle Mo Croí, You’ll always be, The pulse of my heart, For eternity.

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