The Wire کے بول

We listened into the Iceage And we built up man round the Picts And the daybreak hammered out warning To the weak We dreamed on moor with passion And on the long lochs bluer than eyes 'Till the mists of bygone ages heard our cries I've seen us among thousands All of one name waiting to run And when the charge came heather on heartbeat Steel on gun The old rock leaves us with fossil From the ancient pagan rites From the universal inroads back to Christ As we look out over the morning And the days of this life's spring And the joy of Gaelic's lifeblood Made me sing Watching your beauty on this journey With the lick of youth in your eyes Let us sow this olden heartland Reap in time Transmitting, transmitting Breaking down the wire Transmitting, transmitting Breaking down the wire