Текст песни Coming Home

For glory and fame I wandered the Earth And now I've come back to the place of my birth Where shadows turn human see mountain streams Ghosts of buried centuries in my shattered dreams Wild winds, heavy rain Beneath Scottish skies Sad faces, bloody reigns But shining eyes I play the tunes for my brothers and Glen The woods of my childhood call me again For the colours of freedom so far I did roam Cause I'm the piper and I coming home The sound of the drums from the hills far away Like a thunder they roar and call me to stay As a sailor a soldier as a brave true ancient Scot I play tunes for the freedom for a life full of rock Wild winds, heavy rain Beneath Scottish skies Sad faces, bloody reigns But shining eyes I play the tunes for my brothers and Glen The woods of my childhood call me again For the colours of freedom so far I did roam Cause I'm the piper and I coming home