Faileas Air an Airigh

There's a shadow on the sheiling
A shadow on the sheiling
The ship is waiting at the head of the bay
Early on a may morning

The sun of our memory is rising
The sun of our memory is rising
Walking the streets of foreign countries
And the cities of another era

The evening is calm and the skies are warm
The sun is in the west, a great ball of gold
The ocean is like a mirror, blue without blemish
And great is my desire to be in uist with you

We will lift up our voices
We will lift up our voices
Although I am now so far from you
We will never sever