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Where The Thistles Grow ©

Sonja Nic Rafferty
Germany
2003

Where the thistles grow
There is my present dream
Living apart has not changed my admiration
Living apart has not changed your beauty, Caledonia!
Thistles always will grow in my memory
I am a globetrotter yet my real journey has not started
Land of my late father only on postcards
To view at the station kiosk, day in, day out
Year in, year out, but the mountain shapes
Do not smudge in my awareness

Where the thistles grow
There is my present dream
Living apart has not changed my longing
Living apart has not changed your temptation, Caledonia!
Seagulls always will circle and cry in my memory
I am a seeker yet my search is not done
Land of my brother only for minutes
To view on TV, day in day out
Year in, year out, but the proud castles
Do not fall into disrepair in my realization

Where the thistles grow
There is my present dream
Living apart has not changed my effort
Living apart has not changed your fame, Caledonia!
Celtic folk music always will be played in my memory
I am a writer yet my lyrics are not written
Land of my family only in my attic
Listening to CD's of Runrig and Kirk James day in, day out
Year in, year out, but the far away horizon of Alba
Does not blur in my vision

Where the thistles grow
There is the land of my affinity ...

Land of my forefathers!


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