April
comes to the new grass on the hills of gold
Tha feur ur air bar an
tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o
Where winter falls in the
long cold north
Black waters wait in ice and snow
Tha feur ur
air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o
Black waters
wait in ice and sun
Through the glens where your great rivers
run
So we tend and we nurture all the seeds we´ve
sown
Tha feur ur air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh
o
Through all the frosts and rains the west winds blow
Till
the fields turn ripe and a harvest stored
Tha feur ur air bar an
tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o
Through all the frosts and
rains the west winds send
We will wait here till the winter´s
end
Soit´s blood on blood, our bond our word
Tha feur
ur air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o
For the
strength and weakness of our days
Is to take you there on a
journey shared
Tha feur ur air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh,
horribh o
So take this thing, make it sparkle and glow
it´s
much greater than we may ever know
Refrain:
Back on the
stamping ground
To where it all began
Back on the stamping
ground
We come again
Übersetzung der gälischen
Textzeile:
There is new grass growing on the top of the soil.
Von Calum und Rory Macdonald
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