Alba Lyrics

Air sgiath a' seoladh nan neoil
'S an domhain liath
Mar dhealbh a' tighinn beo tro na sgothan
'S mi a' tilleadh gu tir

Alba nam beanntan ard
Nan acraichean lom
Thairis air na lochan mointich
Nan coilltean 's nan gleann

Ach 'se sealladh leointe is gann
Tha an seo aig ceann thall an linn
Talamh alainn nan daoine
Fhathast an lamhan duine no dithis

Cuibhlean stolda mu dheas
Na fasaichean a tuath
An taigh-mor falamh an Dun-Eideann
Gun chumhachd gun ghuth

*Sibhse chuir achadh ri achadh
Taigh ri taigh
Gus nach bi ait anns an tir
An gabh sibh comhnaidh air leth

Ach 's math dhomh bhith seo an drasd
A cur failt air a' bhlas
'San tir a tha cho ur dhomh an diugh
Is a bha i nuair bha mi 'nam phaisd

*Bho Isaiah 5-8

	Scotland
	
	This flight is sailing through the clouds
	And the blue heavens
	The homeland appears like a developing photograph
	Through the mists as I return to land
	
	I see Scotland of the high mountains
	And the empty acres
	Flying low across the moorland lochs
	The forests and the glens
	
	But it's a wounding and a hollow sight
	Here as we reach the end of the century
	The beautiful soil of the people
	Still in the hands of the few
	
	I see the wheels of industry at a standstill
	And the northern lands wasted
	And the empty house in Edinburgh
	Without authority or voice
	
	You that have laid field upon field
	House upon house
	Till there be nowhere for you to be placed alone
	In the midst of all the earth
	
	But it is good for me to be here now
	As I welcome the warmth
	In this land that's as exciting for me today
	As it was the day I was born