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pibrochs sounding loud and clear.
Will they a' return to their ain dear glen?
Will they a' return oor Heilan' men?
Second sichted Sandy looked fu' wae,
An'

Highland high northern lights dancing in the sky

Like a dream shimmering bright
Aurora's green haunts the night
Spirits sing ancient stories
Pibrochs ring

him sound a lay a pibroch sad to play
Upon a hillside, a Scottish hillside
Not on those green hills of Tyrol

Because those green hills are not

him sound a lay a pibroch sad to play
Upon a hillside, a Scottish hillside
Not on those green hills of Tyrol

Because those green hills are not

falling and death is calling
and he will fade away in that far land
so he called his piper his trusty piper
and bade him sound a lay, a pibroch sad to play

will not sweat or toil no more
His spirit cries for misty shores
And the green hills are calling him
Like a pibroch in the wind

The rampant lion,

are falling
And death is calling
And he will fade away in that fair land

He called his piper, his trusty piper
And bade him sound away, a pibroch sad

And bade him sound a lay, a pibroch sad to play
Upon a hillside, a Scottish hillside
Not on these green hills of Tyrol

Because these green hills are not