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The white morning mist
Is high on the hill
Each river, waterfall and stream
Running through the glens
And above the glory of the earth
Light is shining on the crown
That has today tilted away from us

When there is a parting of the ways
An understanding comes to man
It’s brighter than the moon
Deeper than the ocean
Today I will leave you
On the edge of a journey
With ever good wish and blessing

What use is there in contemplation
Or in looking in the past
The road that lies ahead of us
Is wider than the world
And each hidden part of my being
Is filling up to overflowing
With joy, with sorrow, with love


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Tha ceo geal na madainn
Ard air a bheinn
Gach allt, eas is struthan
A' ruith tron a' ghleann
'As cionn glor na cruinne
Tha soillse air a' chrun
Tha'n diugh air carradh bhuain

Nuair a' sgaras an t-slighe
Thig sealladh gu duinne
Nas soilleir na geallach
Nas domhainn nan cuan
An duigh ni mi t'fhagal
Ri taobh oir a' chuairt
Le gach miann 's gach beannachd dhut

'S de math 'bhi beachd-smaoint
No coimhead ri ar cul
Tha an t-slighe tha roimhinn
Nas fharsainn nan saoghal
Gach ionad nam anam
A lionadh gu tuil
Le agh, le bron, le gaol
The white morning mist   Is high on the hill   Each river, waterfall and stream   Running through the glens   And above the glory of the earth   Light is shining on the crown   That has today tilted away from us      When there is a parting of the ways   An understanding comes to man   It’s brighter than the moon   Deeper than the ocean   Today I will leave you   On the edge of a journey   With ever good wish and blessing      What use is there in contemplation   Or in looking in the past   The road that lies ahead of us   Is wider than the world   And each hidden part of my being   Is filling up to overflowing   With joy, with sorrow, with love         ------------------------------------------      Tha ceo geal na madainn   Ard air a bheinn   Gach allt, eas is struthan   A' ruith tron a' ghleann   'As cionn glor na cruinne   Tha soillse air a' chrun   Tha'n diugh air carradh bhuain      Nuair a' sgaras an t-slighe   Thig sealladh gu duinne   Nas soilleir na geallach   Nas domhainn nan cuan   An duigh ni mi t'fhagal   Ri taobh oir a' chuairt   Le gach miann 's gach beannachd dhut      'S de math 'bhi beachd-smaoint   No coimhead ri ar cul   Tha an t-slighe tha roimhinn   Nas fharsainn nan saoghal   Gach ionad nam anam   A lionadh gu tuil   Le agh, le bron, le gaol