Surrounded by water, hills and woods
Eilean Donan Castle dreams.
A lonely rider's coming there
To wake up sleeping beauty.
The only hope to reach his aim
Will lead him through the bridge.
And blooming flowers won't stop him
With honey magic smell.
His dear lady sleeps in there,
She's waiting for her Prince.
So, hurry rider, Scottish Gift
Won't let you leave the country
Until you find and marry her
For future happy life!