Original lyrics
ENMam tor
Your torso shivers
As the backbone of our land,
Under the weight
Of a now plagued country
The old ways,
Elsewhere long gone,
Still linger in these parts
The ways of our people,
Whose ancient mighty fort
Crowned your glorious slopes
And whose dead
Dwell in your barrows
We will honour them
Forever
We will hail your mighty heights
And the caverns beneath.
Those dark places
That had carved out our ores
Mam tor, in the high peak!
Celtic whispers still haunt,
This windswept land,
Of long endured winters
The spirit of our land
Will never die
The spirit of the mountain is strong
Mam tor, in the high peak!
Celtic whispers still haunt,
This windswept land,
Of long endured winters
Mam tor. Mam tor
