Call of the blood

"Stark ist der »Ruf des Blutes«,
der den Sohn schottischer Auswanderer zurück über den Atlantik an den Platz seiner Geburt, Glenfinnan am Ufer des Loch Shiel, und in die Truppen von „Bonnie Prince Charlie“ führt.
Wenn auch die Vereinigung der schottischen Clans 1745 unter dem jungen »Stuartprinzen« nach einigen Siegen über die englischen Besatzer schließlich in der entscheidenden Niederlage 1746 bei Culloden zerschlagen wird, so lebt der Freiheitsgeist der Highlander und Lowlander doch im Herzen der Clans weiter.“

I was running down the hills of Nova Scotia,
with my whole family`s heritage on my back.
I wish to feel and to know, where my roots are,
but the picture of my youth is still painted black.
Someone told me a ship waits in the harbour,
so I follow down the stones beneath on the track.


The captain ordered me then, to pay all my money,
To carry me over and leave this foreign ground,
I hesitated shortly `cause I left my honey,
But the call of the blood was stronger, so I left this town.
Seagulls were guiding us over the wind and the water,
I breathed again and I felt no longer drowned.


I hear a sound in the wind, I`m coming over,
Stronger and stronger it grows, as a spark in the dark.
I feel the blood in my veins, I`m coming closer,
I left my old life behind for the call of the blood, yeah the call of the blood.


By the dawning of some day I returned to the highlands
I could smell the scent of the hills, then I reached the shore.
It was at the time when the warriors gathered to fight back
They got back their courage and weapons and they wanted more
As we landed in Glenfinnan, my heartbeat grew stronger,
This was the aim of my journey, the place I was born.


I hear a sound in the wind, I`m coming over,
Stronger and stronger it grows, as a spark in the dark.
I feel the blood in my veins, I`m coming closer,
I left my old life behind for the call of the blood, yeah the call of the blood.


On the shores of Loch Shiel we raised up again our banners,
In the young Stuart`s eyes I could see the promise of fight
On this holy day I felt like I could live forever,
With the powerfull sound of the pipes we saluted a new days light.


I hear a sound in the wind, now I`m coming over,
Stronger and stronger it grows, as a spark in the dark.
I feel the blood in my veins, when I`m coming closer,
I left my old life behind for the call of the blood, yeah the call of the blood.


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