Lyrics to The Story
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'S fhada, 's fhada, an ceòl a bha cho binn
'S a' ghrian a' dh'èirich air mo chridhe
Guth nan eun gar dùsgadh bho chadal, à illidh, ciùin
Moch is deiseil 'son an t-slighe
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
Achadh abaich, eòrna 's seagal 'fà s
Loch nan ealachan aig tà mh
B' e siud an dealbh a dh'fhan fad an t-samhraidh sin dhuinn
'S gach uile samhradh eile a dh'fhalbh
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
'S mi an-diugh a' streap beanntan à rd nam bliadhn'
Le gach smà l is sgaradh air an t-saoghal
Ach thig le cinnt là na h-aiseirigh dhuinn
Mar a thà inig là a chiad-fhairich mi do ghaol
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
The story, the story, the story
The story, the story, the story
'S a' ghrian a' dh'èirich air mo chridhe
Guth nan eun gar dùsgadh bho chadal, à illidh, ciùin
Moch is deiseil 'son an t-slighe
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
Achadh abaich, eòrna 's seagal 'fà s
Loch nan ealachan aig tà mh
B' e siud an dealbh a dh'fhan fad an t-samhraidh sin dhuinn
'S gach uile samhradh eile a dh'fhalbh
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
'S mi an-diugh a' streap beanntan à rd nam bliadhn'
Le gach smà l is sgaradh air an t-saoghal
Ach thig le cinnt là na h-aiseirigh dhuinn
Mar a thà inig là a chiad-fhairich mi do ghaol
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
The story, the story, the story
The story, the story, the story