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The Cuillins Of Home

Soon shall I see thy bright shores in the sunlight
The heather of hills and the rising of morn
The rolling grey sea mist blows east in the morning
To run the wild hills of the Cuillins of home.

Far away seaward thy green hills are lovely
Where glide the hill waters all down to the sea
They tumble at noontide like snow-beasts in moonlight
As those who heart-yearning would yearn it to be.

Far away seaward my green land, my youth land
Far away seaward the Cuillins of home
While here in my dreamtide I'm hearing hill waters
The laughter of streams by the Cuillins of home.

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