Na cuibhlichean a' tionndadh. An rathad deas agus tuath. Na cuibhlichean a' gluasad. Mar tha saoghal iad. A' tionndadh mun cuairt. . Glaschu.. Dùn Eideann..
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.
When you close your eyes there's. a frightened pride that lives. for you. That your mothers life. and your fathers eyes can't. hide. You had no choice didn't.