Duisg mo run is tuiginn leam
Tog do shùilean fada bhuat
Air trean a Bhail'loch, cur am baile ri d'chùl
Is leanaidh sinn a'gheallaich.
A'seasamh air an rathad dol tuath
Do'n Eilean Sgiathanach air cuairt
Chi sinn oidhche air rathad a'Chaoil
'S na Cuillthionn anns a'mhadainn.
Cum a mach do shuil is eisd
Airson cuibhlean luath an laraidh eisg
'S theid sinn le ur n-òrdag na'r uine fhein
Nas fhaisge air an eilean.
Tha'n t-àm seo bliadhna neisd air tighinn
Bhith 'r ais 's an fhraoich a rithis 'se mo mhiann
Teas an fheasgair air mo dhruim
Is Sgurr a'Mhadaidh Ruadh 'nam choinneamh
Wake up my love, let's go
Look towards a horizon
On a train to Balloch, leave the city behind
Let us follow the moon
Standing on the north road
Trying to make it to the Isle of Skye
We will see night fall on the road to Kyle
And the Cuillin in the morning
Keep your eyes open and listen
For the speedy wheels of the fish lorries
In our own time we will hitch-hike
Ever nearer to the island
This time of year has now, arrived
Being back on the moor again, is my desire
The afternoon heat falling on my back
And the Hill of The Red Fox in front of me
