My Morag (The Exile's Dream)

歌詞

Fair is my Morag, my maiden, my Morag My tender young Morag that lives in yon glen I dream of my Morag, dream-wander wi' Morag Where leaps the brown burn from the mist on the ben Where leaps the brown burn from the mist on the ben Sweet as hill water, cool waters, hill waters My maiden, my Morag, asleep in yon glen And cool as the water, like the rush of a river Comes this dream to my hot heart, parch'd dry as the plain This dream to my hot heart, parch'd dry as the plain For fair is my Morag, my maiden, my Morag My lovely young Morag that lives in yon glen And dreaming of Morag, dream-wand'ring wi' Morag I hear the stream sing again beneath the cold ben I hear the stream sing again beneath the cold ben