Текст песни: Gilgarry's Glen + перевод

'Twas a man from the Island of Sky, they say

Came to the harsh land of this glen

With his hands and his heart and the sweat of his brow

He made the land good again

Through his children the seeds of the music were passed

And the secrets of tilling the land

And the ocean nearby held a kinship so deep

Giving food up into their hands

And the folks in the cities have passed us by

They don’t know how they got there and don’t care why

But there’s a place we recall all the hardships back then

Down here in Gilgarry’s Glen

Generations passed by and the coal companies came

And the younger men all moved away

Progress, they said, couldn’t wait on the dead

And they wound up in early graves

Soon the highways were finished and the trestles stood high

As America took up the slack

And there’s many a Scot down in old Boston town

Wishing that he could only get back

And the folks in the cities have passed us by

They don’t know how they got there and don’t care why

But there’s a place we recall all the hardships back then

Down here in Gilgarry’s Glen

Nowadays life is simpler; the land now is still

Now and then a few tourists stop by

And they’re charmed by the fiddlers whose tunes tell the tale

Of that man from the Island of Sky

And the folks in the cities have passed us by

They don’t know how they got there and don’t care why

But there’s a place we recall all the good times back then

Down here in Gilgarry’s Glen

Yes, if life came by twice, we’d all do it again

Down here in Gilgarry’s Glen

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