Dean Saor An Spio Rad – Capercaillie – letras

Day by day the haze of city lingersburning these hills of stolen libertyO tir, tir mo run, O tir, tir mo chridheOne day we’ll find a young pretenderKindle the fire of Gaeldoni’s legacyO tir, tir mo ru, O tir, tir mo chridheTurning a blind eye to the values of homerunning the fast lane to belongwe’ll see the light when the jewels of the crown they are gone.Dean saor, dean saor an spio/radIs seinn d’orain beoThe Cuiaba to Nova Scotia Indianscarving their dream of pride and dignityO tir, tir mo ru, O tir, tir na’dhaoineTurning a blind eye to the values of homerunning the fast lane to belongwe’ll see the light when the jewels of the crown they are goneDean saor, dean saor an spio/radIs seinn d’orain beoTog do shuil dh’an larmailtmachair dubh nan stoirfaigh reull do’shilaghalean i gu danLift your eyes to the skya dark (fields of jewels)find the star of your destinyand dare to follow it