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Whispers to the Highland Moon

Whispers to the Highland Moon

Whispers to the Highland Moon

Lightly do I walk o’er the shore,
Whisperin’ love frae far away.
I send me soul tae moonrise glint—
He stole me heart, an’ dinna stay.

My bonnie heart doth shy away
Tae wait wi’ baited breath,
To hope afore me dyin’ day
Tae ken his face 'ere death.

The tide, it brings me dreams o’ him,
In silver mist an’ sighs.
I hug the night tae shield me soul
When sorrow fills me eyes.

Tears as soft as heather breath
Do kiss wi' little sustinance,
An’ gi’e a silent promise kept
Til a ghraidh is by my side.

Whispers to the Highland Moon

Modern English Translation

Softly do I walk along the shore,
Whispering love from far away.
I send my soul to moonrise light—
He stole my heart, then slipped away.

My tender heart still hides in wait,
And breathes with hope restrained,
To see his face before I pass,
To know his love again.

The tide brings dreams of him to me,
In silver mist and sighs.
I cling to night to guard my soul
When sorrow clouds my eyes.

Tears as soft as heather's breath
Bring little comfort, still—
But hold a vow, a silent truth,
That love shall find me… if it will.

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