 Day was young and desire was stirred
Summer was all but gone
Light was fading from the side of your face
Sinking low in the corn
All that's constant and wise I still see in your eyes
It was always this way from the start
Right here whre I stand on the last of the land
Bur you're still breaking the heart
Now all I have is rushing right through my hands
Sailing over the seas
Down that tide where fresh and salt combine
All victories are released
We who wrestle the years have traded our fears for a glimpse of ecstasy in the dark
Turning ice in the fire but still we're denied
But you're still breaking the heart
The skies turned red without failure
They held their promise and dread till the last
You put all of my youth in my future
You put the future back into my past
So shine a light and shine it brightly now
You know it all takes it's course
And all the many ways I've tried so hard to reach this potent source
On the day behind time across the divide
Along the cord came all light out of dark
Now I stand amaze in this beautiful pain
But you're still breaking the heart
An Cuibhle Mor
The Big Wheel
Na cuibhlichean a' tionndadh
An rathad deas agus tuath
Na cuibhlichean a gluasad mar tha' saoghal iad a tionndadh mun cuairt
Na cuibhlichean a tionndadh, gach duthaich muir agus tir
Tro ghleanntan tro' bhailtean a dh'ionnsaigh an aite agaibh fhein'
An cuibhle mor nach stad gu brath
Tionndadh oganaich gu aois
A' nochd tha'n rathad mor n'ar coinneamh
Gu am ann acg an drasda
'S ioma la chaidh seachad
A ghaoth a sedeadth tro an uir
'S ioma la bha 'ghrian ag eirigh oirnn
Seasamh anns an eorna nuair a bha sin og
Aghmhor. Aghmhor. Aruith tro na raointean 's iad a'fas
Abaich. Orach. Coimhead ri na speuran
'S ioma la 'S ioma la. Feitheamh 'son a chuairt
Glaschu. Dun Eideann. Inbhirnis. Sruighlea. Steornabhagh
Obar Dheadhain. An Gearasdan. Dun Deagh. Lunnainn. A'Ghearmailt
Eirinn. Ameiriga. An cuibhle mor cuibhle mor
--oOo--
The wheels keep turning
The road stretches north and south
The wheels keep moving
Like the globe they keep turning around
The wheels keep turning
Through each country land and sea
Through the glens and the cities towards the place that you call your own
This is the big wheel that never stands still
Turning our youth to old age
Tonight the road reaches out before us and the present time is the only time we have
Many are the days that have gone
The wind blowing through the dust of the earth
Many are the days that the sun rose on us
Standing in the barley when we were young
Joyful. Joyful
Running through the fields as they grew
Ripe. Golden
Looking towards the open skies waiting for the journey
Glasgow Edinburgh Inverness Stirling
Stornoway Aberdeen
Fort-William Dundee London
Germany Ireland America
The big wheel The big wheel
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