"I remember it as if it was yesterday
My papa took me to see the
Ancestral home of our clan
The desolate castle on Dismal Downs
Abandoned since the 17th century
Now inhabited by no-one but golden
Eagles in it's turrets and

Ptarmigan & grouse in the heather
O' the clan cemetery
In this sight of former glory
Of ochre grass and bracken sadness and hope
This is where I begin my story
Rannoch moor, 1877
The eve of my 10th birthday"

Tha 'n sgeul ag aiseig bu bràth
Toirt taic bho tiotain a tha gar
Deanamh mar a tha sinn howls on the moors
Dreams of sailing all seas call of the hills
And a fiddle of farewell

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Writer(s): TUOMAS HOLOPAINEN