+ Going Home
In the distance, day was dawning
Comes to me the early morning
Something tells me that I'm going home

The brand new sun was shining bright
From the darkness, fields of light
Something tells me that I'm going home

Soft the rain gently falling
Lightly across the city morning
Something tells me I'm going home

Across the moorlands past the mountain
O'er the rivers, beside the new stream
Something tells me that I'm going home

As the train is rolling nearer
With the feeling just to be there
Something tells me that I'm going home

Now the skyline's reached my eyes
The ridge stands out in Highland skies
I just can't believe I'm going home

Going home
Where the summer's coming in
And the moonlight on the river
Shows me where I've been

+ Hearthammer
With the eyes of a child
The wonder of it all
I used to search the stars at night
And I felt so safe and small
Sweet sounds from a Merseytown
And my nursery God
I wante d to ride with Yuri Gagarin
As he circled all around my world

Lying under the covers
With the radio on
Settle down with Caroline
As she sailed all summer long
Sweetheart of The Rodeo
Mining Hearts of Gold
I think it was somewhere pre Stand Up time
Somewhere post Rubber Soul

There was the first caress
There were the Labour years
There was the man that walked the moon
Something I never really believed
The Di Stephano twists
The Charlton goals
Now I'm still here with the eyes of a child
The wonder never grows old

Hearthammer
And I lose control
Hearthammer
The wonder never grows old

Protect And Survive

The red hot sun burns up the hill
The winter's bride, the summer's king
I tramp these acres and I feel
Once upon a time
And then it seemed that everything
You saw and touched and felt was real
You turned the tap and you turned the wheel
Breathing free

[Once in a lifetime
You live and love
Once in a lifetime
You die
Once in a moment
The sun goes down
Protect and survive]

Now you search the open evening skies
Trace the memory in your eyes
For the prophet's hard rain and the deluge
Lie in tears around your door
Once there were trees and livestock here
A mother's love, the warnings clear
But you chose to turn away from fear
Breathing free

[Refrain]

Now there's a faceless cross on a distant hill
A wasted voice, a silent scream
Where the lovers love and the dreamers dream
You stand and dream alone
You took your sacrifice to the gods of war
Traded your children's lives for a mess of gold
And you beat your ploughshares into swords
Breathing free

[Refrain]

Big Sky

Diardaoin, an ceathramh latha dhan ‘Ghiblein. Deagh latha eile. Air mo chois trath. Leig mi fhèin is m'athair a-mach an crodh. Tha Alasdair a' treabhadh thall taobh an iar. Dh'fhalbh sinn sios a dh'Orasaigh, fodraigeadh nam beathaichean agus thàinig sinn air ais timcheall Cleit, a' cumail suil a-mach airson na h-uain. Tha e math a bhi beò, tha e math a bhi beò.

The light is on me
All time is here
I'm going down to Clachan
To stem the rush of years
Big sky above me
Powerlines overhead
I get lifted up enraptured
I keep falling at your feet
I'm looking over colourfields
Past the white sands and our human years
And it's all waiting here
Breaking the seed

[It's coming again
Gathering the wind
Returning to claim a harvest
I'm lifted where I stand
On the never-ending land
I'm coming to a sense of home]

Air an òidhche bha sluagh mòr a-staigh agus bha againn ri dhol suas gu taigh Neill airson tuilleadh sheidhrichean. Tha an teaghlach uile dhachaidh a -neisd. A' suidhe air an staidhre a' coimhead air an uinneag. A' gheallach, An Crogaire, Loch an Aonghais. Fhad's a bha Ruairidh Sheumais a' gabhail na leabhraichean. Tha gnothaichean caran mun aon rud.

Wind through the barley
Your early dream
A rising choir of birdsong
Your fields of summer green
It's all passing over
I've no complaints
We're just a row of unlit candles
Waiting at the gate of saints
I'm living on the borderline
Between the moment and the shining miles
The far stretching stones
All the lines of the sown

[Refrain]

The light of ancient shine
On your ordinary lives
We joyed went to the fires of harvest

So open up the land
Open up the sand
Returning again in Clachan

Hearts Of Olden Glory

There's thunder clouds 'round the hometown bay
As I walk out in the rain
Through the sepia showers
And the photoflood days

I caught a fleeting glimpse of life
And though the water's black as night
The colours of Scotland
Leave you young inside

[There must be a place
Under the sun
Where hearts of olden glory
Grow young]

There's a vision coming soon
Through the faith that cleans your wound
Hearts of olden glory
Will be renewed

Down the lens where the headlands stand
I feel a healing through this land
A cross for a people
Like wind through your hands

[Refrain]

Siol Ghoraidh (The Geneology Of Goraidh)

Ochd deug seisreach
Air raontainn Aird a' Mhorain
Na fir a' treabhadh
An là a thainig na Sleithich

Dubh dath na fala
A dhoirt 'na tuil gu talamh
Saighead, claidheamh
Tro chairdeas corp an Udail

Siol Ghoraidh
Mac Ruairidh
Clann Raghnaill
Clann Dhòmhaill

Linn gu linn
Bho ainm gu ainm
Air an sgiath seo dh' Uibhist
'S mi beò an dràsd

Clann mo theaghlaich
Clann mo theaghlaich
Clann mo theaghlaich fhein

Dòmhnall Iain Aonghais ‘Ic Neill, Iain Dhòmhnall Iain, Seonnaidh Mòr A' Ghearraidh, Caillean A' Ghreusaiche, Tearlach Eòin Dhughaill, Calum Aonghais ‘Ic Neill, Calum Dhonnchaidh, Neill Alastair ‘Ic UIlleam, Ruairidh Iain Thàillear, Dughall ‘Illespidh Thormoid, Calum Ailig Mhor, Eirsidh Iain A' Duin, Dòmhnall ‘Ic Ille Mhuile, Ceit Phàdraig, Seonnaidh A' Chiobair, Aonghas Bochd.

traduction

Eighteen teams of horses
On the fields of Aird a' Mhorain
The young men poughing
On the day the Sleat people came

Black was the colour of the blood
That flowed like a flood to the soil
The arrow, the long sword
Through the generosity of the Udal people

Generation to generation
From one name to another
My time is now
To walk this corner of Uist

The geneology of Goraidh
The sons of Ruairi
The sons of Ranald
The children of Donald

The children of my family
The children of my own family

Donald, son of John, son of Angus, son of Neil. John, son of Donald John. Big John from the land between the hill pasture and the arable. Colin the shoemaker. Charles, son of Ewen, son of Dugald. Calum, son of Angus, son of Neil. Calum, son of Duncan. Neil, son of Alastair, son of William. Roderick, son of John, son of the tailor. Dugald, son of Gillesbuig, son of Norman. Calum, son of Big Alexander. Archibald, son of John of the Fortress. Donald, son of Samuel. John from Huna. Alastair, son of Donald, son of the boy from the mill. Catherine, daughter of Patrick. John, son of Roderick, son of John, son of Angus. The widow of John, son of the Shepherd. Poor Angus.

Proterra

As I walk along these shores
I am the history within
As I climb the mountainside
Breaking Eden again

Dark the day, dark the night
The warring dust, the morning tribe
Crushed by a million suns
Here the heart of you lies

Over land and sea
I'll come fighting for you
Over land and sea
A dawn is breaking before us

Proterra
Take this hand
The open wound, the promised land
Breaking the waves, spread the oars
Cast our badge for the shore

Running To The Light

Running round the sacred mountain
The rushing stream
Feel the power
In everything
By the water, where the air is clear
Surrender everything

Old hearts grow younger again
They promise bring
The greenest plants are tender
They're full of sap in spring
Empty the places of the mind
Running to the light

Those who stride too far too soon
Will not hold pace
Only the calm
Will win the race
Through the forest, the sea of mountain pine
Surrender everything

Only those who
Greatness see in little things
Worthy are the simple
They're happy in their ways
Self will wither out of sight
Running to the light

Arise soul
Soar above the singing river
Go lying down
Into the ground
Quickened by the stream
When all is said and done
The race moves on

Running, Running

The Stamping Ground

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 the ice and snow
Tha feur ur air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o

Black waters wait in the ice and sun
Through the glens where your great rivers run

[Back on the stamping ground
To where it all began
Back on the stamping ground
We come again]

So we tend and we nurtur 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 blow
We will wait here till the winter's end

[Refrain]

So it'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

(Traduction: There's a new grass growing on the top of the soil)

Maymorning

I'm alive again on a Maymorning
Go to wipe the slate clean follow my dreams
All the yearning buds are here again
With the promise of a new life to come
Spring is here again

The sun is melting over the hills
All our roads are waiting to be revealed
For this day in history has brought us to here
Now it's all there for the taking
The day is what you see

The light's returning, the work is in hand
All the cynics have vanished from where we stand
All the chances wasted are drawing me near
And all around there's new life rising
From the winter fields

I'm alive again, I'm alive again
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive again
I'm alive again

Faileas Air An Airigh (Shadow On The Sheiling)

Tha faileas air an airigh
Faileas air an airigh
Tha 'n long a-muigh 'ceann a bhaigh
Air madainn cheitean trath

Tha grian ar cuimhne ag eiridh
Grian ar cuimhne ag eiridh
A' siubhal sraidean duthaich ghalld'
Tro bhailtean saoghal chein

Tha'm feasgar cuin 's na siantan blath
Tha grian 's an iar mar mheall de'n or
An cuan mar sgathan gorm gun sgleo
Is bu mhor mo mhian bhi 'n uibhist leat

Togaidh sinn ar fonn an ard
Togaidh sinn ar fonn an ard
`s ged' tha mi fada bhuat
Cha dhealaich sinn a' chaoidh

traduction

There's a shadow on the sheiling
A shadow on the sheiling
The ship is waiting
At the head of the bay
Early on a may morning

The sun of our memory is rising
The sun of our memory is rising
Walking the streets of foreign countries
And the cities of another era

The evening is calm and the skies are warm
The sun is in the west, a great ball of gold
The ocean is like a mirror, blue without blemish
And great is my desire to be in uist with you

We will lift up our voices
We will lift up our voices
Although I am now so far from you
We will never sever

Book of Golden Stories

Book of golden stories
Days of olden notes
Now the autumn leaves are falling
We'll meet on the edges
Memories, no regrets
Now the minstrel boy is calling

[But as long as I can see the morning
In miracles, much more than I can say
It's enough to keep me still believing
In drifting hearts so far away]

You took me through the pages
Good happiness is shared
Lost in the web of changes
This could be the last dance
Waltzing in the rain
'Till the minstrel comes to save us

[Refrain]

Yes, as long as I can see the morning
And blossom comes to bud again in spring
It's enough to keep me still believing
Your memory is everything

Book of golden stories
Days of olden notes
Now the autumn leaves are falling
Book of golden stories
Falling falling falling
Book of golden stories

Day of Days

We sailed on sun soaked seas
And we sailed
Late on the day of days

And desire and pride and anger
Fade away
Washed on the sea of change

[Boarding the morning of the free
Re-born in the dawning, complete]

We came in search of saviours
Round the world
And through the cities and the towns

There was a crowd no man could number
Walking down
Taking the chosen road

[Refrain]

We passed through the last aurora
And we rise
Soul kites in a diamond sky

[Refrain]

I knew a man who couldn't see
I knew a man who couldn't feel
I knew a man whc couldn't talk
I knew a man who couldn't walk
I knew a man, I knew a man, I knew a man

All The Miles

From the landing of Portree
To the wild Cape Breton coast
Every mile there in between
And on every word I spoke

[You never left me all the miles
You were with me all the way
On every cloud that drifted by
Every wave my bow did break]

Where the fire meets the sky
In the land of coal and steel
I still dream you by my side
I feel I always will

[Refrain]

And it makes a poor man strong
To have a sense of home
And the ground on which I stand
Knows no distance to me when

[Refrain]

A Reiteach (The Reiteach)

Bi mo leannan geal is alainn
Le briathran geallaidh thar chaich
Bi sinn druidhe an smuid an aoibhnis
An oidhche phosas mo run

Nam shuidhe cluinntinn ceol a' reitich
's duilich cur an aghaidh dan
A' feitheamh son a lamh a mhaireas
An oidhche phosas mo run

Tog glainne mhor na slainte
Thoir an cearcall chun an lar
Theid sinn cuairt taobh cuil na gealaich
An oidhche phosas mo run

Tha i na seasamh aig a` reiteach
Theid na reultan bun os cionn
's theid a ghrian air chall gu madainn
An oidhche phosas mo run

Togaidh sinn horo ghealaidh
Horo ghealaidh horo togaidh
Sinn horo ghealaidh
Horo ghealaidh horo

traduction

My love will be unblemished
With the words of devotion
Beyond all others
We will be drenched in the stupor of joy
The night my love weds

I am sitting listening to the music of the reiteach
It is impossible to stand against destiny
Waiting for the eternal bond the night my love weds

Lift high the glass of celebration
Take the circle to the dance floor
It will take us to the far side of the moon
The night my love weds

She is now standing at the reiteach
There the stars will lose alignment
The sun will go missing till morning
The night my love weds

Let's celebrate
Let's celebrate