Текст песни The Wire - Runrig
                                                We 
                                                listened 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                Iceage
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we 
                                                built 
                                                up 
                                                man 
                                                round 
                                                the 
                                                Picts
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                daybreak 
                                                hammered 
                                                out 
                                                warning
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                weak
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                dreamed 
                                                on 
                                                moor 
                                                with 
                                                passion
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                long 
                                                lochs 
                                                bluer 
                                                than 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Till 
                                                the 
                                                mists 
                                                of 
                                                bygone 
                                                ages
 
                                    
                                
                                                heard 
                                                our 
                                                cries
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                seen 
                                                us 
                                                among 
                                                thousands
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                of 
                                                one 
                                                name 
                                                waiting 
                                                to 
                                                run
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                charge 
                                                came 
                                                heather 
                                                on 
                                                heartbeat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Steel 
                                                on 
                                                gun
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                old 
                                                rock 
                                                leaves 
                                                us 
                                                with 
                                                fossil
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                ancient 
                                                pagan 
                                                rites
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                universal 
                                                inroads
 
                                    
                                
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                Christ
 
                                    
                                
                                                Transmitting, 
                                                transmitting
 
                                    
                                
                                                Breaking 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                wire
 
                                    
                                
                                                Transmitting, 
                                                transmitting
 
                                    
                                
                                                Breaking 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                wire
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                we 
                                                look 
                                                out 
                                                over 
                                                the 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                life's 
                                                spring
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                joy 
                                                of 
                                                Gaelic's 
                                                lifeblood
 
                                    
                                
                                                Made 
                                                me 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watching 
                                                your 
                                                beauty 
                                                on 
                                                this 
                                                journey
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                lick 
                                                of 
                                                youth 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                us 
                                                sow 
                                                this 
                                                olden 
                                                heartland
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reap 
                                                in 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Transmitting, 
                                                transmitting
 
                                    
                                
                                                Breaking 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                wire
 
                                    
                                
                                                Transmitting, 
                                                transmitting
 
                                    
                                
                                                Breaking 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                wire
 
                                    
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