No place to hide dreams in crying faces
   Nowhere to turn to in ancient town
   No names to follow, some empty stations
   No one remembers this ancient town
   No trees to shelter a night for sleeping
   No love to silence in ancient town
   No voice confesses the heart is broken
   No time tomorrow in ancient town
  
   Seantithe briste bearnachar...
  
   No street to find you, just falling circles
   No way to answer for ancient town
   No road to guide me, the signs are drowning
   No way to trouble this ancient town
  
   Seantithe briste bearnachar...