How often haunting the highest hilltops I scan the ocean i sail tae sea Wilt come tonight love wilt come tomorrow Wilt ever come love to comfort me? Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e Oh fare thee well love where e'er you be They call thee fickle they call thee false one And seek tae change me but all in vain For thou art my dream a through the dark night And every morning i scan the sea Fear a bhata no horo eil'e... There's not a hamlet too well i know it Where you go wandering or set a while But all the old folks you win wi' talking And charm it's maidens with song and smile Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e... Do you remember the promise made me The tartan plaidie the silken gown The ring of gold with thy hair and portrait? That gown and ring i will never know Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e...