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Will the harvest of the homeland come again
And the children of the grain return as men?
Will our chorus still be strong when we are dead and gone
And our voices proudly echo in the glen?

We will return. Our flame will burn again.
The earth will heal and torn fields will mend.
We will return. Our flame wont burn alone;

Bring us home on the sea, in the warm island weather, as the ferry leaves the harbour, we again will be together.
Bring us home on the sea.
Many summers passed away, since the last days we parted but the blessings of the ocean bring us back to where we started.
Bring us home on the sea.

From the waters of the Clyde to the Hebridean voyage the culture of our Islands and (loads?) of skill and knowledge.
Bring us home on the sea.