All these many generations later the Highland heart of our ancestors still beats within us. On clear days we can hear them calling us home in that language no longer understood with our ears but always and forever with our hearts.
Móran ghinealaichean as deidh sin, tha an cridhe Gàidhealach ar sinnsre a’ bualadh nar broinn. Air làithean soilleir, cluinnidh sinn iad gar gairm dhachaigh, le cainnt nach tuig ar cluasan, ach gu bràth ’s gu sìorraidh le ar cridheachan.