Taking shelter by the standing stones Miles from all that moves Breathing solitude, seeking confidence A gift to me Feeling spirits never far removed Passing over me And I greet them with open arms
Hand fighting hand As you turn to a man of two worlds
Taobh ri taobh, tha sinn mar aon de dha shaoghail Làmh nam làimh, gabhadh aithne air linn a dh'fhalbh
Reading passages of ancient rhyme Cut so deep, so old Telling tales of travelers and mystery Hearing spirits never far removed Calling out aloud When the time comes, they'll talk to me
Hand fighting hand As you turn to a man of two worlds
Taobh ri taobh, tha sinn mar aon de dha shaoghail's mo làmh nad làimh, gabhadh aithne air na tìrean chéine
Hand fighting hand As you turn to a man of two worlds
Feel the presence moving into me Painting pictures with its words Oh, seeing places that I've never seen Like a door thrown open On a life I've lived before
Taobh ri taobh, do làmh nam làimh Tha sinn mar aon de dha shaoghail
Taobh ri taobh, do làmh nam làimh Tha sinn mar aon de dha shaoghail