Capercaillie The Blood Is Strong Sleep Softly, My Darling Beloved (Translation) We are now in America in the shade of the never-ending forest When winter departs and warmth returns nut, apples and sugar will grow. Bear my farewell and greeting the Kintail and its cattle, where I spent my time of upbringing when I was a young child There dark haired lads would dance heel and toe to the music and lassies with flowing tresses and cheeks like the rose. |
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