Brave Heart

how soft is thy land to buy in hand with one but yet common armor fought against with yee farmer breathing for glory amongst enemy a feeling of as if i belong to thy land a lang thou art never sensed like thee wit and brave risk taking nerve fear not my child thou art to serve tears yet to fled from that child's bed years in the eyes to enemies dept no sword no war yet glory call years later anxious wrath brought back what once was past and all but speaking wounds blast to raise and thunder games begin love then resides in fane and world by all lands become sane for a flower that's yet of vain marriage behold them all in secret still to fall for all seasons to roll and reach somewhere so tall then haze and mist in darkness shed upon air leaving leaves dry and fare a brides death rises to breathe and anger to all bounds prepare to invade and slaughter to what once a heart a daughter was to bear' remains to all rebels the heart prevails to fight and stand for each Scots fate forever remember thy heart brave