Bay of Storms

Low on the Lossit The wind it was high, The bay of storms was tormented Cnoc Moy shrouded in blackened sky, The westerly wind lamented. The white skervore broke like my heart, Why oh why must we part, Chinn'tire mo'cree you're all that is free Aonan nan Galleann breagh On nights at the Ennins I'd gaze to the west As the golden sun was fading The times that you held me were always the best By dusk my thoughts were laden The white skervore broke like my heart, Why oh why must we part, Chinn'tire mo'cree you're all that is free Aonan nan Galleann breagh Jura and Islay, the dark Mull of Oa The Rathlin light that was flashing I stood on the Galdrings the black rocks below Atlantic waves were crashing. From Skerry Fell Fad I heard the reef roar At battle with tempest and tide The hours that I wandered around your wild shore I'll remember forever with pride The white skervore broke like my heart, Why oh why must we part, Chinn'tire mo'cree you're all that is free Aonan nan Galleann breagh I'll never forget that moment we met Where Craigaig rolls down to the sea Its with me forever I have no regrets Aonan nan Gailleann breagh