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Wake up to a brilliant dawn

Cold air in my mouth

And the day reveals to me once more

Earthly paradise

And the spirits fly

In the morning sun

High above the fields of Caledonia

And the river sings to me

Timeless mountain songs

Of a race who held the energy of Earth

In their silent minds

And my spirit glides

By the ancient cairns

I would commune with Caledonia

So let the standing stones

Circle me once more

I will dream of Alba's ghost

In her womb I am

And bleeding from the source, the sound of souls

Lingers ever on

Jewel of Albion

You will ever be

I belong to you, my Caledonia