Runrig - The Stamping Ground Lyrics
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The Stamping Ground
The Stamping Ground Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Stamping Ground By Runrig?
April comes to the new grass on the hills of gold
Tha feur you're air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o Where winter falls in the long cold north Black waters wait in the Ice and snow Tha feur you're air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o Black waters wait in the Ice and sun Through the glens where your great rivers run So we tend and we nurtur all the seeds we've sown Tha feur you're air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o Through all the frosts and rains the west winds blow till the fields turn ripe and a harvest stored Tha feur you're air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o Through all the frosts and rains the west winds blow We will wait here till the winter's end So it's blood on blood, our bond, our word Tha feur you're air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o For the strength and weakness of our days is to take you there on a journey shared Tha feur you're air bar an tallamh, bar an tallamh, horribh o So take this ring, make it sparkle and glow it's much greater than we may ever know Back on the stamping ground to where it all began Back on the stamping ground We come again (Translation: There's a new grass growing on the top of the soil) |
Who Wrote The Stamping Ground By Runrig?
Calum Macdonald, Rory Macdonald
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What's The Duration Of The The Stamping Ground By Runrig?The duration of The Stamping Ground is 4:21 minutes and seconds. |
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