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Songs of the Hielands 10

Where true clansmen meet, upon the battle field,

where true clansmen meet, their honour ne'er to yield.

for he fought and fought so bravely for his freedom and his fame,

he fought and fought so bravely a legend was his name

chorus

For he loved our land most dearly, most truly and sincerely

there is nowhere in this wide world, he would rather be,

every bush and every bower, every wild island flower,

reminds me of this clansmen, and all he gave for me.

Don't stay away for too long, from this island and from me,

don't stay away for too long though you wander free.

But it's little was my notion as we parted by the ocean

that we always be divided by the land and by the sea.

Chorus

I pulled for him some roses, some wild island roses,

I pulled for him some roses, the fairest to see,

I laid them on the grave side, of this island's own true son,

on that cold and silent graveside, now his life is done.

last chorus

For he loved our land most dearly most truly and sincerely,

there is nowhere in this wide world, he would rather be,

every bush and every bower, every wild island flower,

reminds me of this clansmen and all he meant to me.

 

The Islanders Lament by Mary Cloddagh for Beragor and Marcus
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