Capercaillie The Misty Isle (skye) Lyrics

The Misty Isle (skye) Lyrics

Although my head has greyed 
With forgetfulness and sadness, 
And the sun of my fifty years 
Has darkened under the clouds; 
My thoughts are filled 
With a great desire, 
To see the Isle of Skye 
The elements and the mist. 
 
It is more than forty years 
Since I left you willingly, 
And I put down my roots 
In the middle of the city; 
And although I married a fisherman 
Who filled my house with wealth, 
You are forever in my mind 
And I long to be in your shelter. 
 
But who has ears, 
Or a heart which beats with life  
Who will not sing this song with me 
About the hardship which has befallen us? 
The thousands who were cleared 
Deprived of their belongings and their rights, 
The desires of their hearts and their thoughts 
Are on the "Green Isle of the Mist". 
 
Now remember your hardship, 
And keep your banner flying; 
For the wheel (of change) will not go round for you 
Without strength and hardness of fist; 
Your cattle will be in their folds, 
And every farmer will be happy - 
And the English would be ousted 
From the "Green Isle of the Mist".