"Let us chant our music now," said Fionnuala.

So they began, and chanted a solemn, slow, sweet, fairy song in adoration of the High King of Heaven and of Earth.
Mochaovog heard that, and wondered, and when he saw the swans he spoke to them and inquired them.

They told him they were the children of Lir.

"Praised be God for that," said Mochaovog.

"Surely it is for your sakes that I have come to this island above every other island that is in Erinn.