Windswept hills where legends weave Tales of steel and hearts that cleave From the mist a shadow leaps In his eye the fire keeps Fields of green and skies so wide Echoes where the brave reside Cloaked in myth and ancient ties With each step a Gaelic rise Raise your glass to tales untold To the warriors fierce and bold 'Neath the stars their spirits sail He is the emperor of the Gaels Across the glens the whispers fly Songs of old that never die Through the vale his anthem cries In the dark his strength defies In the heart of every man Lives the spirit of the land Hands raise high to grasp the light In his name the Gaelic knight Raise your glass to tales untold To the warriors fierce and bold Neath the stars their spirits sail He is the emperor of the Gaels
