/ Westering home, and a song in the air,
/ Light in the eye and it’s goodbye to care.
/ Laughter o’ love,…
/ Who would have thought
/ I’d have to come
/ so far from home
/ to find a word that perfectly captures
From the corner of Scotland I know so well
/ I see Edinburgh sprawling like seven cats
/ on its seven hills beside…
In the finished house a flame is brought to the hearth.
/ Then a table, between door and window
/ Where a…
The banister begs for biddable bodies.
/ The pantry pleads for plentiful provisions.
/ The cooker cries out for creative cuisine.
In the liquorice house
/ there is a liquorice clock
/ which beats out liquorice time.
/ In the liquorice house
/ there are liquorice…
You like safe sounds:
/ the dogs lapping at their bowls;
/ the pop of a cork on a bottle of plonk…
Hot youth ever is a ranger,
/ New scenes ever its desire;
/ Cauld Eild, doubtfu’ o’ the stranger,
Here, I should surely think of home –
my country and the neat steep town
where I grew up.
‘God answers our prayers by refusing them.’
/ taigh a’ Bhadlaich,
/ taigh Aonghais a’ Cheanadaich,
/ taigh Aonghais ’ac Dhòmhnaill,
/ taigh Alastiar Ruaidh,
/ taigh Dhomhachainn,
/ taigh an Ruaidh,
/ taigh Dhòmhnaill Eachainn,
/ taigh Sheumais Shlàdair,