Maciain of Glencoe

Yet still my lonely spirit soars

I am MacIain

The royal stag stands proudly on the hill

Falling prey to man his mortal foe

Some men no nought of dignity or pride

And strike with no respect their deadly blow

Yet still my lonely spirit soars

Amid the mountains and the glen

From my ancestral burial ground

I am MacIain

The name MacDonald echoes still

Within the hearts of highland men

My restless soul will never sleep

I am MacIain

The east is flanked by buachaile etive mhor

At south the highest bidian is here

Of treachery no warning will they give

But from signal rock betrayal sounded clear

Yet still my lonely spirit soars

Amid the mountains and the glen

From my ancestral burial ground

I am MacIain

The name MacDonald echoes still

Within the hearts of highland men

My restless soul will never sleep

I am MacIain

Yet still my lonely spirit soars

Amid the mountains and the glen

From my ancestral burial ground

I am MacIain

The name MacDonald echoes still

Within the hearts of highland men

My restless soul will never sleep

I am MacIain

My restless soul will never sleep

I am MacIain

I am MacIain