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Tha mi mar as àbhaist is mi 'nam aon
Na mo shuidhe sgrìobhadh dhàn
Se seo dòigh mo dhaoine
My love
As usual as I am in the solitary
Writing songs
This is the way of my people
Tha mi mar as àbhaist is mi 'nam aon
Na mo shuidhe sgrìobhadh dhàn
Se seo dòigh mo dhaoine
My love
As usual as I am in the solitary
Writing songs
This is the way of my people
Going to wipe the slate clean
Follow my dreams
Going to wipe the slate clean
Follow my dreams
A golden race in soul decline
I arrived on the King's Port streets
They were the making times
A golden race in soul decline
I arrived on the King's Port streets
They were the making times
Where the four winds blow
We left these glens and valleys
Traitors to the plough
Where the four winds blow
We left these glens and valleys
Traitors to the plough
Atoms scatter on the road ahead
So don’t look away, don’t let it stay
To other schemes instead
Atoms scatter on the road ahead
So don’t look away, don’t let it stay
To other schemes instead
As the night came down in a Nordic sky
Walking in ways of summers past
As the night came down in a Nordic sky
Walking in ways of summers past
You'll never turn and run
The everlasting gun
Your day will surely come
You'll never run
You'll never turn and run
The everlasting gun
Your day will surely come
You'll never run
All its news at me
Well, now I've got news for you
All its news at me
Well, now I've got news for you
That's a long road you drove us down
It's only a moment
Since the diesels turned
That's a long road you drove us down
It's only a moment
Since the diesels turned
Tha 'n long a-muigh 'ceann a bhàigh
Air madainn Chèitean tràth
There's a shadow on the sheiling
The ship is waiting
At the head of the bay
Early on a Maymorning
Tha 'n long a-muigh 'ceann a bhàigh
Air madainn Chèitean tràth
There's a shadow on the sheiling
The ship is waiting
At the head of the bay
Early on a Maymorning
Tog do shùilean fada bhuat
Wake up my love, let's go
Look towards a horizon
Tog do shùilean fada bhuat
Wake up my love, let's go
Look towards a horizon
Over Viewfield
And this night will day see no more
Over Viewfield
And this night will day see no more
When the summer's coming in
And the moonlight on the river
Shows me where I’ve been
When the summer's coming in
And the moonlight on the river
Shows me where I’ve been
Thàinig e
Le eachaibh luath is iuchair throm
He came from the south
He came
On a fast horse and with a heavy key
Thàinig e
Le eachaibh luath is iuchair throm
He came from the south
He came
On a fast horse and with a heavy key
These shinty boys shine like the sun
They don’t play for fame, they don’t play for cash
They just play for the glory
And the clash of the ash
These shinty boys shine like the sun
They don’t play for fame, they don’t play for cash
They just play for the glory
And the clash of the ash
'S na Cuiltheann anns a' mhadainn.
We will see night fall on the road to Kyle
And the Cuillin in the morning
'S na Cuiltheann anns a' mhadainn.
We will see night fall on the road to Kyle
And the Cuillin in the morning
Le blàths cho diamhair is nach gabh e inns
But the skies are blue, the skies are warm
With a warmth so profound it can not be described
Le blàths cho diamhair is nach gabh e inns
But the skies are blue, the skies are warm
With a warmth so profound it can not be described
Didn't need to say goodbye
We're just souls across a shrinking world
In a distant starlit night
Didn't need to say goodbye
We're just souls across a shrinking world
In a distant starlit night
Through the sockets of the past
There's a need
Through the sockets of the past
There's a need
On an open motorway
Chasing break of day
Somewhere on a border town
On an open motorway
Chasing break of day
Somewhere on a border town
In the morning, in the morning
Barefoot sisters and a milking pail
Turning around
In the morning, in the morning
Barefoot sisters and a milking pail
Turning around
You'll never turn and run
The everlasting gun
Your day will surely come
You'll never run
You'll never turn and run
The everlasting gun
Your day will surely come
You'll never run
Thug iad eachdraidh air falbh bhuainn
Twenty years of deceit
They denied me knowledge of myself
Thug iad eachdraidh air falbh bhuainn
Twenty years of deceit
They denied me knowledge of myself
Ships breaking on the shore
There's a need
Ships breaking on the shore
There's a need
Where the hard rains fall
The grass grew long around her feet
Where the years took their toll
Where the hard rains fall
The grass grew long around her feet
Where the years took their toll