I See The Land

I see the land of my boyhood
Above the mast Leaca Li in my sights
I see the land of my boyhood
From Swedish shores we set sail
As the wind was with us around the North of Scalpay
I see the land....
I see Manish and Ceann an t-Saile
The sound of Berneray and The shores of Pabbay
I see the land....
I see the fishermen setting the nets
How I wish I was hauling them at dusk
I see the land....
If I could be given the order I would indeed be willing
to lower the dingy and sail on homewards
I see the land....