'Can you hear them, Can you see them
Marching proudly, across the moor
Hear the wind blow, thru the driftin snow
Can you see them, the Ghosts of Culloden'
verse 1
Scotland’s flag was raised, by Loch Sheil
Our King’s come hame, to claim his crown
Our Clans rallied round, wi avenging steel;
But blood will flow now, on Scottish ground
verse 2
Men wi’ honor marched, on the battle field
Outnumber’d 10-1, they fought wi’ pride
Hear the swords clash, on blood red shields!
For Cal-e-donia, they fell and died
verse3
Now raise your glass, to the mighty dead!
Their ghosts live on, our bloodline true
The soul of Freedom, has never fled
Can you feel their heartbeat, inside of you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love this, Patrick! Yes, I may be a woman, but I can still feel their heartbeat inside me, and all that is Scotland. I must have lived there in a previous lifetime - perhaps I did fight in the wars as a man that time? Who knows? Wonderfully descriptive imagery. Linda :)