Dorch an nochd tha'n t-Eilean
Dathan air am fuadach far nam beann
Tha faileas a'tuiteam bhon an Stor
Mar t-fhalt dorch a suabadh do cheann
Horo Mhairi o
Horo Mhairi o
Horo Mhairi o
'S mi 'gad ionndrain ho ro
De math an tobar gun an t-uisge
De math an corp gun cridh'
Nam biodh neart an Stoir 'nam lamhan
Bhiodh sinn le'r cheile's an Eilean a rithis
Horo Mhairi o
Horo Mhairi o
Horo Mhairi o
'S mi 'gad ionndrain ho ro
'S doch nach fhaigh sinn neamh no beatha eile
Nuair a dhuineas suilean aig deireadh lath
Ach fhuair mi mo neamh an seo's an aite
Far an d'thug thu dhimh do lamh's do cridhe slan
Horo Mhairi o
Horo Mhairi o
Horo Mhairi o
'S mi 'gad ionndrain ho ro
--oOo--
There's a darkness on the Island of Skye tonight
The colours are clearing away from the hills
A shadow is falling down from the Storr
Like your dark hair sweeping across your face
What use is the well without water
What use is the body without the heart
If I had the power of this landscape in my hands
We'd be together again on the island
Maybe we will never find a heaven or any other existence
When we finally close our eyes at the end of our days
But I have found my heaven here in this place
Where you gave me your promise and your full heart
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