Joss Esplin and Sandra Wright
voice of my island
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Sad is my heart as I stand on the shore,
thinking of friends who will se me no more,
watching the waves as they thunder and roar,
and sing with the voice of my island.
Mull of my heart, my island my home,
how cruel the hand that forced me to roam,
farewell to Ben More, to the bracken and burn,
no more I'll return to my island.
- Album:
- Scotland Is Calling