Yes I know my heart belongs to Scotland. Be it not how near or far we roam. Yet still I hear thee a long way calling.Calling out to carry my soul back home.

And when you hear again the pipes of Scotland. Then you shall remember who you are. Be proud to be a grandchild of Scotland. May her seed be scattered near and far.

I will return, oh I will return, you can hear the echoes say. From out of the night and into the light. I will return one day, one day.