Текст песни Charlotte - Dougie Maclean

From blair in athol to carolina's green and gold
This way has found us
For times to come and for time that's growing old
The days roll around us

And we'll drink to the wild ones
To the laughter of the child ones
To the ones who have broken away
And we'll drink for their pleasure
Another long island measure
And fall into another new day

We wait for no one we are howling at the moon
And fate's destination
With heads on fire we will turn another tune
Until dawn's restoration

We maybe lost we maybe can't stand still
Long enough to believe it
But we share the cost and we'll wander on until
It's our time to leave it