Runrig - Transl Of Tir A' Mhurain lyrics

To the seed and the fruit of the bards

To the harvest that's been waiting

Since the days of youth

Welcome to my landscape

The pure and unspoilt western island

To the place that will always find

It's meaning and truth

Locked away in my heart

Welcome to my language

The one I learned as a child

The huge dignified language of the Gael

That stands like a banner

For me daily

Although they tried to destroy us

My children will see

The landscape of generations

Although the language

Has been wounded in its struggle

In this land, she will live on

Come and walk with me

By the side of the ocean

Let me show you

The land of the maram grass