Paroles
The mist rolling in from the Lochs to the Spey
We'll rise from the valleys as the dawn comes again
We'll stand here together and prepare for the fray
When today could leave our history in flames
I look on the faces that oppression has greyed
And the scars deep within that mark a lifetime in chains
The stark legacies of a nation of change
And the history book begins another page
The strong urge to fight that was never overcome
The spirit burning bright that we've shielded from the harm
The lost mother tongue never spoken in the light
Will echo in their ears tonight
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens
And the glenfires are burning in the highlands again
We'll fight till the flag of freedom flies overhead
And the evil hearted tyranny is dead
When the colour of the battlefield is red
From east where the mountains meet the sea to the west
We are legion united by the cause from the rest
They won't find us wanting when the steel's to the test
I know every man and boy will give his best
We stare with defiance and our eyes are ablaze
And we'll kill any man who tries to stand in our way
We'll cut out their hearts and send them five way again
And our claymores will send them to the grave
They can't turn the tide now the battle has begun
The devil take the man when his soul is on the run
The land will return to her long forgotten sons
Cherished in our hearts tonight
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens
And the glenfires are burning in the highlands again
It's time for the millions cast aside to be free
And we'll drive oppression back into the sea
We'll die for the children and the wives we defend
And the lives and the memories of the proud highland men
We'll fight till the flag of freedom flies overhead
And the evil hearted tyranny is dead
When the colour of the battlefield is red
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens
And the glenfires are burning in the highlands again
We'll fight till the flag of freedom flies overhead
And the evil hearted tyranny is dead
When the colour of the battlefield is red
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens
And the glenfires are burning in the highlands again
It's time for the millions cast aside to be free
And we'll drive oppression back into the sea
We'll die for the children and the wives we defend
And the lives and the memories of the proud highland men
We'll fight till the flag of freedom flies overhead
And the evil hearted tyranny is dead
And the colour of the battlefield is red
