When i leave this world behind me
To another i will go
If there are no pipes in heaven

I`ll be going down below

If friends in time be severed

Someday we will meet again
I`ll return to leave you never
Be a piper to the end


This has been a day to die fo
Now the day has almost gone

Up above a choir of seabirds
Turns to face the setting sun


Now the evening dawn is calling
And all the hills are burning red
And before the night comes falling

Clouds are lined with golden thread

We watched the fires together

Shared our quarters for a while
Walked the dusty roads together
Came so many miles


This has been a day to die on
Now the day is almost done

Here the pipes will lay beside me
Silent will the battle drum


If friends in time be severed
Someday here we will meet again
I return to leave you never

Be a piper to the end