Treorachadh / I Mourn For The Highlands

歌詞

I mourn for the Highlands, now drear and forsaken The lands of my fathers the gallant and brave To make room for the sportsmen, their lands were all taken And they had to seek out new homes far away Oh shame on the tyrants who brought desolation Who banished the brave and put sheep in their place Where once smiled the gardens rank weeds in their station And deer are preferred to the leal-hearted braves Oh where are the parents and bairns yonder rovin The scene o' their gladness is far o'er the main No blithe-hearted milk-maid now cheers at the gloaming The herd-boy no longer seen on the plain But the lark is still soaring; she sings in her glory With no one to listen her sweet morning lay The clansmen are gone, but their deeds live in story Like chaff in the wind, they were borne far away this may actually be "The Highland Clearances" (which it's obviously about) from Silly Wizard's So Many Partings -- but I only have it on vinyl and my turntable's dead.