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 us down 

They are taking our land 

That belongs to the clans 



Not alone with a dream 

Just 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 



If our 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, 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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