Written by C. Macdonald/R. Macdonald
From "The Highland Connection"
Dorch a-nochd tha 'n t-Eilean
Dathan air am fuadach far nam beann
Tha faileas a' tuiteam bhon an Stor
Mar t-fhalt dorch a' sguabadh do cheann
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
'S mi 'gad ionndrainn ho ro
Dè math an tobar gun an t-uisge
Dè math an corp gun cridh'
Nam biodh neart an Stoir 'nam làmhan
Bhiodh sinn le'r cheile's an t-Eilean a rithis
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
'S mi 'gad ionndrainn ho ro
'S doch nach fhaigh sinn nèamh no beatha eile
Nuair a dhùineas sùilean aig deireadh là
Ach fhuair mi mo nèamh an seo's an àite
Far an d'thug thu dhomh do làmh's do cridhe slàn
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
'S mi 'gad ionndrainn ho ro
There's a darkness on the Island of Sky tonight
The colours are clearing away from the hills
A shadow is falling down from the Storr
Like your dark hair sweeping across your face
What se is the well without water
What use is the body without the heart
If I had the power of this landscape in my hands
We'd be together again on the island
Maybe we will never find a heaven or any other existence
When we finally close our eyes at the end of our days
But I have found my heaven here in this place
Where you gave me your promise and your full heart
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
Horo Mhàiri ò
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