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Madainn Di-haoine 's duthaich fo sgoth
'S mi sgith le cuid smalan, mi-mhisneachd is bron Seo an deicheamh la dhan a'Ghiblean 'sinn fo ghruaim a rithist An co-dhunadh a cheannaich na daoine aig pris Tha spiorad nan daoine nas soilleir na ghealach Nas doimhne na'n cuan Geigh sinn ar n-aite 'san t-shaoghal 'S an ginealach ur Ard: blar nan daoine Ard: guth is saorsa Ard: tha sinn gluasad Gu h-ard theid sinn suas 'S iomadh trioblaidtha romhainn 'nis Gaidheal agus Gall 'S mi le aon suil air eachdraidh, aon suil mo chlann Ach cum creideamh nad bheatha, sonas nad chridhe Chan e seo deireadh rathaid ach toiseach linn Tha spiorad nan daoine nas soilleir na ghealach Nas doimhne na'n cuan Geigh sinn ar n-aite 'san t-shaoghal 'S an ginealach ur Ard: blar nan daoine Ard: guth is saorsa Ard: tha sinn gluasad Gu h-ard theid sinn suas (Chorus) Chan urrain dhomh fuireach an taigh 'tha fo sgoth Ach le creideamh is dochas gu deireadh mo la Tha an lasair nad anam aig meadhan do bhith Nas laidir's nas motha na riaghaltas no righ (Chorus) (Chorus) --oOo-- Friday morning and the country is under a cloud But I am tired of sorrow, pessimism, and gloom This is the tenth day of April and we have been let down again The decision that our people have bought at a price The spirit of the people is brighter than the moon Deeper than the ocean We will find our place in the world In a new generation High: The peoples struggle High: A Voice and self-determination High: We are moving We will reach up there Many troubles now confront us, Highlander and Lowlander As I keep one eye on history, one eye on my children, Keep belief in your life, joy in your heart This is not the end of the road, but the start of a new age The spirit of the people is brighter than the moon Deeper than the ocean We will find our place in the world In a new generation High: The peoples struggle High: A Voice and self-determination High: We are moving We will reach up there (Chorus) I can not live in the house of despondency But in faith and in hope till the end of my days The spark in your soul is the centre of your whole existence And it is bigger and stronger than any government or King (Chorus) (Chorus) |
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All the homes on the globe are
like the television in your eyes. A cross guarding your heart the living years a sacrifice. A shiver at the door in the night, clouds cross a black moonlight. Rushing on down to the sound of a turning world. There's a south by sou'westerly force eight coming in strong. Across the continental shelf from the cold grey Malin beyond. The need to keep control. The need to stand alone at the edge of the world. The adrenalin infrastructure bringing on it's troubles some more. All the laws of the jungle stranded on your latest shore. But the waves hold the healer force. The years disappear like a ghost. Somewhere out of the sight of the night and the light of day. Now civilisation groans and the news reel cries. Like a drowning man his life in front of his eyes. But the need to keep control. The need to bare the soul at the edge of the world. And the man from St. Kilda went over the cliff on a winters day. At the edge of the world. At the edge of the world |
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Like shadows on the wall
you come and you go through the streets and the rain that falls down on our sin no more good-byes forever this way whenever the greatest flame in the world starts burning this is our life, and our time and nothing, is ever going to break us now we're on our own always in your eyes a waking of souls we gaze out on the road that brought us up to this place the signposts never change we'll go where they lead whenever the day to break us comes we'll not give in this is our life, and our time and nothing, is ever going to break us now we're on our own live the day when the flame is strong live the day when the flame is strong come the day when love is gone take it over, take it over this is our life, and our time and nothing, is ever going to break us now we're on our own this is our place, in our lives and no one can ever change this moment or pull this mountain to the ground this is our life, this is our time and no one can ever change this moment |
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Sons and daughters of the dust
Strangers of time and place For a while your limbs entwine Holy marriage of flesh But I know your ways Your ways are not mortal thought Till the day breaks and shadows run Run away So shine on harvest moon Cast your might on the ripening corn And I look at your life Hold you in my arms With all the power in the days of youth In the fullness of love Fields run deep in golden swards Hot summer winds blow through the corn Cast off your sorrows now you stand In the presence of Lord Your radiance shines Like the moon of all innocent grace To know that we dared breathe belief To love again (Chorus) (Chorus) |
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We listened into the Iceage
And we built up man round the Picts And the daybreak hammered out warning To the weak We dreamed on moor with passion And on the long lochs bluer than eyes 'Till the mists of bygone ages heard our cries I've seen us among thousands All of one name waiting to run And when the charge came heather on heartbeat Steel on gun The old rock leaves us with fossil From the ancient pagan rites From the universal inroads back to Christ Transmitting, transmitting Breaking down the wire Transmitting, transmitting Breaking down the wire As we look out over the morning And the days of this life's spring And the joy of Gaelic's lifeblood Made me sing Watching your beauty on this journey With the lick of youth in your eyes Let us sow this olden heartland Reap in time Transmitting, transmitting Breaking down the wire Transmitting, transmitting Breaking down the wire |
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You ask me to believe in magic
Expect me to commit suicide of the heart And you ask me to play this game without question Raising the stakes on this shotgun roulette But you came to me like the ways of children Simple as breathing, easy as air Now the years hold no fears, like the wind they pass over Loved, forgiven, washed, saved Every river I try to cross Every hill I try to climb Every ocean I try to swim Every road I try to find All the ways of my life I'd rather be with you There's no way Without you |
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Sunburst. The morning moar. The
light of God. The heart of youth. I look around me. My eyes find their rest on this garden the flower of the west. Sunrise. The colour frontier. The ageing light. The sight that knows no fear. I look over Orinsay to the Trumisgarry shore. To Aloter. And the road to Ahmore. The silent skies. An innocent heart Holding the moment away from time in the dark. All I see. All I know. Is touching the sacred earth warming the hallowed ground. I survive the childhood universe and I step the naked heath where the breathing of the vanished lies in acres round my feet past Loch Scadavagh Loch Fada and the flatlands to the east where the dark blue mass of Eval meets the rising Rock of Lee. Between the Crogary and Mairi I started to descend Loch Aongais on my left hand side I look across to Clett. Collies barking on the outrun Dunlin dancing on the sand. Breakers show round Corran Vallique and empty the Atlantic on the strand |
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Twelve o'clock at night
Streets of many corners The lunar river winds Down the closes and the lanes The night skips the sleeping years And reawakes the memory Takes me along the way To the places of the heart The days of summer came Days of many heartache Not to love is not to live Not to live is not to feel no pain So unlock this heart of stone Teach me the ways of mystery In the places where they say Only the brave can walk alone You took me through this town And you took me to the moment That makes angels lose their wings And makes poets lose their wonder But I have found in you A love line pure and lasting May your heart hold true And your nights run long |
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Air sgiath a' seoladh nan neoil
'S an domhain liath Mar dhealbh a' tighinn beo tro na sgothan 'S mi a' tilleadh gu tir Alba nam beanntan ard Nan acraichean lom Thairis air na lochan mointich Nan coilltean 's nan gleann Ach 'se sealladh leointe is gann Tha an seo aig ceann thall an linn Talamh alainn nan daoine Fhathast an lamhan duine no dithis Cuibhlean stolda mu dheas Na fasaichean a tuath An taigh-mor falamh an Dun-Eideann Gun chumhachd gun ghuth *Sibhse chuir achadh ri achadh Taigh ri taigh Gus nach bi ait anns an tir An gabh sibh comhnaidh air leth Ach 's math dhomh bhith seo an drasd A cur failt air a' bhlas 'San tir a tha cho ur dhomh an diugh Is a bha i nuair bha mi 'nam phaisd *Bho Isaiah 5-8 Scotland This flight is sailing through the clouds And the blue heavens The homeland appears like a developing photograph Through the mists as I return to land I see Scotland of the high mountains And the empty acres Flying low across the moorland lochs The forests and the glens But it's a wounding and a hollow sight Here as we reach the end of the century The beautiful soil of the people Still in the hands of the few I see the wheels of industry at a standstill And the northern lands wasted And the empty house in Edinburgh Without authority or voice You that have laid field upon field House upon house Till there be nowhere for you to be placed alone In the midst of all the earth But it is good for me to be here now As I welcome the warmth In this land that's as exciting for me today As it was the day I was born |
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There's a place
Where the rocks of Caithness Lie beside the ocean On summer days, a waiting grave In the layers With the pains of generations gone before us Uranium, your age has come There's salt and spray On the beaches of the island that I came from Caesium, the change will come Across the waves From Sellafield you came in unseen wonder A life begun, a chain undone And from the hollow mouths of grey It's the future and it's safe So let the children play Move a mountain Fill the ground Take death on wheels Re-create the land One glance away Civilisation on the streets of California The burning nights, before my eyes Savage times In the courtrooms and the subways of frustration Crucify, crucify 'cause man rules the waves The rock, the road, the lanes And all the cities of the plains Move a mountain Fill the ground Take death on wheels Re-create the land Move a mountain Fill the ground Take death on wheels Re-create the land And we'll all be long blown rushes When all the world's a flame Move a mountain Move a mountain Fill the ground Take death on wheels Re-create the land Move a mountain Fill the ground Take death on wheels Re-create the land |