Mist over the glen

The sun rises
Transfuses life through its powerful rays
The frost, the steam
The chillness of the air settles in
The clouds will burst
Feeding the lochs and feeding the grass
The robin sings
In tune with the harmony surrounding him

And my heart shrinks
Yes my heart shrinks
And my heart shrinks
Yes my heart shrinks

Water springs
From the bens and marches down the hill
They kiss, they embrace
Giving birth to meandering streams
Dripping leaves
Tick away the evening
The sun sets
Engulfing beauty in its blackness

And my heart shrinks
Yes my heart shrinks
And my heart shrinks
Yes my heart shrinks