Fhir a Bhata Lyrics

How often haunting the highest hilltop
I scan the ocean, a sail to see
Wilt come tonight, love, wilt come tomorrow
Or ever come, love, to comfort me
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be

They call thee fickle, they call thee false one
And seek to change me but all in vain
Thou art my dream yet throughout the dark night
And every moment I watch the main

Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be
There's not a hamlet, too well I know it,
Where you go wandering or stay awhile
But all its old folk you win with talking
And charm its maidens with song and smile

Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be
Doth thou remember the promise made me,
A token plaid, a silken gown
That ring of gold with your hair and portrait
That gown and ring I will never own

Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
Fhir a bhàta, na horo eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be