On top of Bre Garn,
with the winds whirling round,
I stand with my feet
on the stoniest of ground.
.
With moors laying by,
and a world to my eye,
I am one degree closer
to the Laird in His sky.
On top of Bre Garn,
with the winds whirling round,
I stand with my feet
on the stoniest of ground.
.
With moors laying by,
and a world to my eye,
I am one degree closer
to the Laird in His sky.