I am a woman of Balnain, The folk have stolen me over again, the stones seemed to say I stood upon the hill, and wind did rise, and the sound of thunder rolled across the land, I placed my hands upon the tallest stone and travelled to a far, distant land, where I lived for a time among strangers who became lovers and friends But one day, I saw the moon came out and the wind rose once more, so I touched the stones and travelled back to my own land and took up again with the man I had left behind