The Snow Hare [Transliteration]

The snow hare hides in the mountain moss

Oh the sleet is falling

The snow hare hides in the mountain moss

Oh the dark is rising

By the cairn of the goose

He hunkers down in the heather

He longs for the veil of snow to come

And cover him over

The hare he waits on the highest hill

But the snow is no more falling

The hare he waits on the highest hill

Oh the dark is rising

By the rock of the stag

He shelters in from the weather

He prays for the veil of snow to come

And cover him over