The Story [English translation]

It was long, long ago, the music that was so sweet

and the sun that rose on my heart,

the birds' voices waking us from serene restful sleep

early and ready for the road.

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And I'm still dreaming of the Hebrides

and I'm still leaning on the early years,

and I can't help feeling it will always be

the story of the life inside of me.

A mature field, wheat and rye growing,

mute swans on a lake on one side:

that was the picture that remained for us throughout that summer

and every other summer that's gone since.

{Chorus)

And today I'm climbing the high mountains of the years

with every loss and separation in the world.

But a day of revival will surely come for us

as the day came when first I sensed your love.

{Chorus}

The story, the story, the story.

The story, the story, the story.

• Artist:Runrig
• Album:The Story