recalling scotland (Remastered x2)

Beloved is that eastern land, Alba with its lakes. Oh that I might not depart from it, Unless I were to go with Noisha! Beloved is Dunfigha and Dunfin. Beloved is the Dun above it. Beloved is Inisdraiyen And beloved is Dun Sween. The forest of the sea to which Aindle would come, alas! I leave for ever, the seacoast of Alban. Glen Lay I would sleep by its gentle murmur. Fish and venison, and the fat of meat boiled, Such would be my food in Glen Lay. Glenmassan! High is its wild garlic, fair its branches I would sleep wakefully Over the shaggy Invermasan. Glen Etive! in which I raised my first house, Delightful were its groves on rising When the sun struck on Glen Etive. My delight was Glen Urchay; It is the straight vale of many ridges. Joyful were his fellows around Naos In Glen Urchay. Glendaruadh My delight in every man who belongs to it. Sweet is the voice of the cuckoo On the bending tree, Sweet it is above Glendaruadh. Beloved is Drayen of the sounding shore! Beloved is Avich of the pure sand. Oh that I might not leave the east Unless it were to come along with me! Beloved