[Spoken:]
Out of the mists of time it comes
Older than the oldest rhyme, it comes
Corsing through our veins it comes
Pulsing in our brains it comes
The pure, unprimal sound of
Drums

[Sung:]
Hear our hymn from the heartland
Hear our prayer
Steer us through stormy waters
Lead us there...

When the storm is raging
And thunder rolls
Deliver us from the ocean
Save our souls

A thiarna dean tracaire [Translation: Lord have Mercy]
A chriost dean trocaire [Translation: Christ have Mercy]
A thiarna dean trocaire
A chriost dean trocaire

When the winds are howling
Vigil keep
Shelter us and save us
From the deep

A thiarna dean tracaire
A chriost dean trocaire
A thiarna dean trocaire
A chriost dean trocaire

Thank you Lord you have brought us
Safe to shore
Be our strength and protection
Evermore

A thiarna dean tracaire
A chriost dean trocaire
A thiarna dean trocaire
A chriost dean trocaire

Dean trocaire
Dean trocaire
A thiarna

A thiarna dean tracaire
A chriost dean trocaire
A thiarna dean trocaire
A chriost dean trocaire


A thiarna dean tracaire
A chriost dean trocaire
A thiarna dean trocaire
A chriost dean trocaire