Alba [English translation]

On wings sailing the clouds

and the grey deep skies

like a picture coming to life through the clouds

as I'm returning to the land

of Scotland of the high hills

and the bare acres

over the moorland lochs,

the land of the woods and of the glens.

Scotland

Scotland

Scotland

Scotland

But it's a wounded and empty sight.

Here at the end of the century

the people's beautiful land

is still in the hands of very few.

The wheels are quiet in the south,

empty lands to the north,

the empty mansion in Edinburgh

has no power and no voice.

Scotland

Scotland

Scotland

Scotland

It's YOU who've put field to field,

house to house

until there'll be no place in the country

where it's possible for you to dwell apart.

But it's good for me to be here now,

to welcome the warmth

in the land which is as new to me today

as it was when I was a child.

Scotland

Scotland

Scotland

Scotland