Tannahill Weavers - Farewell to Fiunary/Heather Island

Текст с Bandcamp’а: “What else can we say, this happens all too often on our travels. The air used here is Heather Island. The air is clear, the day is fine And swiftly, swiftly flows the time The boat is floating on the tide That rocks me off from Fiunary. Chorus - We must up and haste away We must up and haste away We must up and haste away Farewell, farewell tae Fiunary. A thousand, thousand tender ties Awake this day my plaintive sighs My heart within me almost dies At thocht of leaving Fiunary. Chorus But I must leave these happy vales see how they fill, the spreading sails Adieu, adieu, my native dales farewell, farewell tae Fiunary. Chorus from The Tannahill Weavers, released January 1, 1979 Norman MacLeod arr. Tannahill Weavers“