Round Cuillin's peak the mist is sailing
The banshee croons her note of wailing
But my blue een with sorrow are screaming
For him that will never return
MacCrimmon
No more, no more, no more, forever
In war nor in peace shall return
MacCrimmon
Till dawns the sad day of doom and burning
MacCrimmon is home no more returning
It's dirges of woe, the sea is sighing
The boat under sail is listlessly lying
The voice of the waves in sadness is dying
Saying thou art away and never returning
No more, no more, no more MacCrimmon
In war nor in peace shall return
MacCrimmon
Till dawns that sad day of doom and burning,
MacCrimmon is home no more returning
MacCloud's wizard flag from the gray castle sallies
The rowers are unseated, and moored are the galleys
Gleam war axe and broadsword clang target and quiver
For him that shall never return
MacCrimmon
No more, no more, no more forever
In war nor or peace shall return
MacCrimmon
No more, no more, no more forever
Shall love or gold bring back
MacCrimmon