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Is ged tha mo dhùil ag èirigh suas Is iomadh sgurr a bhios fo sgleò And although my hope is riding to the heights Many clouds will approach the summit
Fade away like rust Vanish like the dust ‘Cause, baby, tramps like us Were born with a cianalas (Cianalas - longing)
In the state of a miracle I watch this miracle unfold In the state of a miracle Far north of a soul
Air trèan a Bhalloch, cuir am baile ri d' chùl Is leanaidh sinn a' gheallaich. On a train to Balloch, leave the city behind Let us follow the moon