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Skye
Lyricist:Malcolm Mac Donald, Rory Mac Donald
How can't you see The wilderness growing free Time wounded and scarred Stroking away the years
It's hard to believe But memories are old ghosts Mountains of black and gold Sunsets falling over the moor
Oh, take me there 'Sna horo eile, horo bho 'S na horo bho, hillean o 'S na horo eille ho Take me there
You take your dream You make life what you feel Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Appearances lead to deceive This drama so far from me
Destiny On facts aching wings Wild geese fly low over your shores Hearts sailing over the trees
Oh, take me there 'S na horo eile, horo bho 'S na horo bho, hillean o 'S na horo eille ho Take me there
Chi mi'n t-eilean uaine Tir nam beanntann arda Ceo a'tuiteam tron a'ghleann Na shineadh air do raointeann
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