Fàire an uisge (The Vigil of the Water)

© 2026 The Clan of the Green Dragon Original lyrics and creative direction by the author. Music generated using licensed AI tools under a commercial use agreement. This work is part of an original narrative and musical project. Unauthorized commercial use, in whole or in part, is not permitted. [Rann 1] Tha an t-uisge sàmhach romhainn, Gun ghuth, gun chomharra; Tha an oidhche na seasamh, ’S tha ar cridhe dùinte. Chan eil ceist anns an dorchadas, Chan eil freagairt air a sireadh; Tha sinn an seo, Agus fanaidh sinn. [Rann 2] Tha còmhdach air ar faclan, Tha sàmhchair air ar beul; Chan eil ainm air an nì seo, Chan eil e air a ghairm. Chan eil sinn ga thogail, Chan eil sinn ga bhriseadh; Tha e air a chumail fo’n uisge, Far nach ruig an solas. [Faire] Tha sinn nar suidhe ri taobh an uisge, Gun ghluasad, Gun ghuth. Tha an t-uisge a’ cumail na tha fon uachdar, Gun fhacal, Gun bhrath. Tha an ùine a’ dol seachad oirnn, Ach fanaidh an faire, Mar a tha i. [Deireadh] Chan eil gairm air a dhèanamh. Chan eil gealladh air a ràdh. Tha an t-uisge fhathast romhainn. Tha sinn fhathast an seo. Agus bidh sinn mar sin. --- LITERAL ENGLISH TRANSLATION (informational only) [Verse 1] The water is silent before us, without voice, without sign; the night stands still, and our heart is closed. There is no question in the darkness, no answer is sought; we are here, and we will remain. [Verse 2] There is a covering over our words, there is silence upon our mouth; there is no name for this thing, it is not called. We do not lift it, we do not break it; it is kept beneath the water, where the light does not reach. [Vigil] We sit beside the water, without movement, without voice. The water holds what lies beneath the surface, without word, without betrayal. Time passes over us, but the vigil remains, as it is. [Ending] No call is made. No promise is spoken. The water is still before us. We are still here. And so we will be.