Wake alone in the hills With the wind in your face It feels good to be proud
And be free and a race That is part of a clan And to live on highlands
And the air that you breathe So pure and so clean
When alone on the hills With the wind in your hair With a longing to feel Just to be free
(**) Is it right to believe In the need to be free It's a time when you die
And without asking why Can't you see what they do They are grinding things down
They are taking our land That belongs to the clans
Not alone with a dream Just a want to be free With a need to belong
I am a clansman Freedom
It's a time wrought with fear It's a land wrought with change
Ancestors could hear What is happening now They would turn in their graves
They would all be ashamed That the land of the free Has been written in chains
And I know what I want When the timing is right
Then I'll take what is mine I am the clansman
And I swear to defend And we'll fight to the end And I swear that I'll never be taken alive
And I know that we'll stand And we'll fight for our land
And I swear that my bairns Will be born free And I know what I want When the timing is right Then I'll take what I want I am the clansman Freedom
no we can't let them take anymore No we can't let them take anymore
We've the land of the free
(**)
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