Fath Mo Mhulaid A Bhith Ann

Reasons for my sorrow to be there
As I wander alone in the glen
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

A king I cannot see in the Barrach Bay
Waves crashing over the mountain tops
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

The white yew berries refuse me the ferry
Won't take me to Islay
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

I would find Islay and Canada
Sail to the green top of the waves
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

Heavy is the burden of my journey
It won't lift with music or talk
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

The sound of the river constantly calling
Bringing my love to your land
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

Oh sun up there, it's no wonder
The glory of the seagulls above your head
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

You're coming from the glen in the night
Sailing to the harmony of the distant ocean
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

But you'll kiss tonight Barrach Bay
And I'll be under the harsh mountain tops
Reasons for my sorrow to be there

As I wander alone in the glen
Reasons for my sorrow to be there