Runrig Lyrics Bot

The days of summer came
Days of many heartache
Not to love is not to live
Not to live is to feel no pain

We were your soldiers on autumn nights
My last shot fired, my first mistake
I'm looking for the ones that made this place
But they're not there

Guth nan eun gar dùsgadh bho chadal, àillidh, ciùin
Moch is deiseil 'son an t-slighe

The voice of the birds
Awakening us from the sleep of peace
Early and prepared for the journey

Ar clann an-diugh, le guth an dè
Gasgaich òg, le mire, le spèis

Our children today, with the voices of yesterday
Champions of youth, with joy, with respect

But where the world goes small you stood alone
To face Goliath and the might of Rome

Cearcal a' chuain
Gu bràth bidh i a' tionndadh
Leam gu machair geal an iar
Far an do thòisich an là

O the ocean's cycle
Forever I'll be turning
To take me back to the pole machair in the west
Where the day has dawned

Today I’ve opened treasures
That my eyes could scarce believe
They’re the words of confirmation
Everything that makes me sing

I could tell you about the moon
That's rolling 'cross the sky
I could show you all the stars
But it's much too late at night

Old hearts grow younger again
They promise bring
The greenest plants are tender
They're full of sap in spring

I saw something in your eye
As the night came down in a Nordic sky
Walking in ways of summers past

This is your sister
This is your brother
This is your mother
Not somebody's dream

The light of the world keeps shining
Bright in the primal glow
Bridging the living dust to dust
Such a long long way to go
Saints of the soil

'S an tèid thu leam gu tìr mo ghràidh
Seall na h-eòin dhorcha dhona

And will you go with me to the land I love
To see the dark evil birds

Arise soul
Soar above the singing river
Go lying down to the ground

All ears to the trawler-band in the evenings
Forty crans and the spirits run wild
The storms, the drownings
The tables, the drinking
The sea had claimed their lives

Bha thu daonnan na mo smuaint
Tro laithean ìseal is bristeadh-cridhe

You were always in my thoughts
Through the low days and the heartbreak

Stampadh air na croitean seagail
'S beathannan òg aig gillean Uibhist

Stamping on the rye in the crofts
And the young lives of the Uist boys

The brightness of the lights
As they stretch across the water
The excitement of the night
As we're carried through the seas

Rumours of cease-fire inherit the streets
This is the war of the pure and the meek

Running round the sacred mountain
The rushing stream
Feel the power in everything

See the blade of nature cut the spinning earth
Warm and wet in a deep green breath
Fragments of colour, shards of chance
Come screaming out of black holes
To the rhythm of the dance

Horo eiribh o
Horo ro bho, ro ho-ro

Horo boys o
Horo ro bho, ro ho-ro

And all our lifetimes
Drifted through the trees
To that place of moments
Where all was certain

'S fhada, 's fhada, an ceòl a bha cho binn
'S a' ghrian a' dh'èirich air mo chridhe

So long ago, long ago,
The music that was so melodious
And the sun that rose on my heart

The roll of the wind
As we sail across the water
The roll of the sea
As we're taken through the night

Hoginn o, hoginn o, horo horo illean
Hoginn o, horo illean, hoginn o hoginn o

All ears to the trawler-band in the evenings
Forty crans and the spirits run wild
The storms, the drownings
The tables, the drinking
The sea had claimed their lives

I'm looking over colour-fields
Past the white sands
And our human years
And it's all waiting here
Breaking the seed

The light rushing in
Great great gentle giver
All the craving I see
Falling way beyond me

Throw open all the doors
There’s a warm wind blowing through
Let the gifts of ages
Pour over you