Тексты песен «Runrig»

I awoke in the dusts of an autumn morning Faces oil-lit kneeling round the family chairs I never knew that a heart could take such filling Spaces everywhere. And the ship comes 'round And she's waiting at the harbour...

April comes to the new grass On the hills of gold Tha feur ur air barr an talaimh, Barr an talaimh, horribh o Where winter falls in the long cold north Black waters wait in ice and snow Tha feur ur air barr an talaimh,...

Day was young and desire was stirred. Summer was all but gone. Light was fading from the side of your face. Sinking low in the corn. All that's constant and wise I still see in your eyes it was always this way from the...

They'll be gathering together Sharing hearts and hand as first rays fall All our connected lives Arriving down by the mission wall And sometimes it's not easy To take a step outside and face the day 'Cause part of you...

Tha samhradh bliadhna eile air tighinn Ach cha thog mo ghrian an aird Mo chasan trom 's iad ag iarraidh dhachaidh 'S m'inntinn dol mu'n cuairt Tha mi fallain, tha mi og Ach lag 's mi bathadh gun do phog Cha chaidil mi...

Failte gu mo dhan Siol is means nam bard Am foghar bha feitheamh orm Bho an la a bha mi og Failte gu mo thir Eilean geal an iar An t-ait a chi gach tuigse is firinn Glaiste 'na mo chridhe Failte gu mo chainnt Is i...

(C. MacDonald/R. MacDonald) Failte gu mo dhan Siol is meas nam bard Am foghar bha feitheamh orm Bho an la a bha mi og Failte gu mo thir Eilean geal an iar An t-ait a chi gach tuigse is firinn Glaiste 'na mo chridke...

Eighteen teams of horses On the field of Aird a Mhorrain the young men were ploughing On the day the Sleat people came Black was the colour of the blood That flowed like a flood to the land The arrow, the long sword...

Welcome to my song 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...

The wheels keep turning. The road stretches north and south. The wheels keep moving. Like the globe they keep turning around. The wheels keep turning. Through each country land and sea. Through the glents and the cities...

The skies above London are neither clear nor dark. The great candle of daylight and the stars of the night cannot be seen. In this city that never sleeps there is no quit no stillness. Footsteps keep moving. The river...

When all the world is quiet and still And doubts run deep as the ocean Through troubled years And broken dreams To the place where all silence has spoken So wonderful, too wonderful So wonderful, too wonderful...

Since I was young I've faced this pill I've worked this land and I always will Through life and death I've learnt the hill A worker for the wind I fake my sheeo and cattle days The endless storm, the months of rain But...

How can we close our eyes Watch our world break down and die How can we let it be Slaves to world economy How can we be like wood Watch our world cry out for food How can't we start to see A glimpse of world simplicity...

(C. MacDonald/R. MacDonald) How can we close our eyes Watch our world break down and die How can we let it be Slaves to world economy How can we be like wood Watch our world cry out for food How can't we start to see...