Lachin Y Gair (dark Loch Nagar) Songtext

Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses!
In you let the minions of luxury rove
Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes,
Though they are scared to freedom and love:
Yet, Caledonia beloved are thy mountains,
Round their white summits though elements war
Though cataracts foam 'stead of smooth-flowing fountains,
I sigh for the valley of dark Loch Nagar.
Ah! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd
My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid
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On chieftans long perish'd my memory ponder'd.
As daily I strode through the pine cover'd glade.
I sought not my home, till the day's dying glory
Gave praise to the rays of the bright polar star
For fancy was cheer'd by traditional story,
Disclosed by the natives of dark Loch Nagar.

John Mcdermott Lachin Y Gair (dark Loch Nagar) songtext