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 shaobhail 
Do lambh nam lambh gabhal aithne air leim a ghablh 

Reading passages of ancient rhyme 
Cut so deep so old 
Telling tales of travellers and mystery 
Hearing spirits never far removed 
Call 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 shaobhail 
Do lambh nam lambh gabhal aithne air leim a ghablh 
Hand fighting hand 
As you turn to a man of two worlds 

Feel a presence moving into me 
Painting pictures with it‘s words 
Seeing places that I‘ve never seen 
Like a door thrown open on a life I‘ve lived before 

Taobh ri taobh tha sinn mar aon de dha shaobhail 
Do lambh nam lambh gabhal aithne air leim a ghablh 
Mar e shealbhaichis mi an tiodhlac seo ahonisa 
S mo lambh n‘ad lambh smuainich air na tireauu ceinne 
S mi deaunabh gardochas da raire