Iona

Safe within these shores
I feel no conflict here
I feel my spirit soar
Within this sanctuary

Iona, Iona

There are no ghosts to haunt me
There is no blood upon this land
No power to make me fear
No hour of darkness here

Iona, Iona

All bathed in emerald
Out of the mist arise
I see the stones appear
A cross before my eyes

Iona, Iona, Iona…

— Iona, Iona (1990)

Endless Journey

Amazon the Liffey and the shimmer and the ripple
The Volga and the Fergus the Tagus and the Nile
Uisce in the Shannon and the Chico Colorado
Waikato Rio Grande the ripple in the tide

The gully and a-gushing and an ebbing and a-flowing
Irrawaddy Pilcomayo Mississippi and the Lee
Trickly-oozing in the Lagan Orinoco and Zambezi
Ubangi and the Congo the Mackenzie to the Sea

A-pooling and a-pouring and a-flooding and a-flushing
From the Purus to Parana from the Tigris to the Thames
Guadiana Guadalquiver Brahmaputra Colorado
And the Apalachicola-Chattahoochee and the Seine

Surging and a-showering and a-spouting and a-spilling
In the Albany the Oder the Ural and the Ooze
Dordogne and the Danube and the Dnieper and the Dodder
Paraguay and Tokachi and Shinano Vera Cruz

Amazon the Liffey and the shimmer and the ripple
The Volga and the Fergus the Tagus and the Nile

The Heart will find a Home, the Ship will find a Harbour
A haven for the soul until the storms subside
But when the warmer wind blows
And when that golden light glows
We face the dawn and float out on the tide

We sail into the sun, our hope is the horizon
And just as we’ve begun, it seems that we’ve arrived
An everlasting journey
A hungering and yearning
Around the river runs and rushes through our lives

Fire may burn and the sky may thunder
Heroes crumble and the sun may fall
As the river circles on its endless journey
I will follow you

– Bill Whelan, Riverdance (1995)

Ailein Duinn

Gura mise tha fo èislean
Moch sa’ mhadainn is mi ‘g èirigh

Ò hì, shiubhalainn leat…
Hì rì bhò, hò rù bhì
Hì rì bhò, hò rinn ò hò
Ailein Duinn, ò hì shiubhalainn leat

Ma ’s e ‘n cluasag dhut a ghaineamh
Ma ’s e leabaidh dhut an gheamainn

Ò hì, shiubhalainn leat…
Hì rì bhò, hò rù bhì
Hì rì bhò, hò rinn ò hò
Ailein Duinn, ò hì shiubhalainn leat

Ma ’s en t-iasg do choinlean geala
Ma ’s na ròin do luchd-faire

Ò hì, shiubhalainn leat…
Hì rì bhò, hò rù bhì
Hì rì bhò, hò rinn ò hò
Ailein Duinn, ò hì shiubhalainn leat

Dh’òlainn deoch ge boil le càch e
Dè dh’fhuil do choim ’s tu ‘n
Dèidh do bhathadh…

Ò hì, shiubhalainn leat…
Hì rì bhò, hò rù bhì
Hì rì bhò, hò rinn ò hò
Ailein Duinn, ò hì shiubhalainn leat

 

– Capercaillie, Rob Roy