[00:00.000] 作词 : Billie Rae
[00:00.319] 作曲 : Billie Rae
[00:00.638] [Intro]
[00:00.638] In the mist of the highlands, where the winds softly call,
[00:08.505] Echoes of the past, in the castle’s ancient hall.
[00:24.851] [Verse 1]
[00:24.851] Beneath the stone arches, where the shadows play,
[00:29.090] Whispers of the old kings, in the light of the day.
[00:33.670] The bodhran’s rhythm, the fiddle’s cry,
[00:38.829] In the heart of Edinburgh, where the legends lie.
[00:44.355] [Chorus]
[00:44.355] Oh, Edinburgh Castle, standing tall and proud,
[00:49.196] Your walls hold the stories, in the misty shroud.
[00:53.952] With the pipes and the fiddles, the past comes alive,
[00:58.803] In the heart of the highlands, where the spirits thrive.
[01:12.079] [Verse 2]
[01:12.079] The wind carries tales, of battles long fought,
[01:16.888] Of heroes and maidens, and the lessons they taught.
[01:20.704] The drum beats steady, the violin sings,
[01:26.409] Of the love and the loss, that the highlands bring.
[01:32.387] [Chorus]
[01:32.387] Oh, Edinburgh Castle, standing tall and proud,
[01:37.228] Your walls hold the stories, in the misty shroud.
[01:41.904] With the pipes and the fiddles, the past comes alive,
[01:46.755] In the heart of the highlands, where the spirits thrive.
[02:28.539] [Bridge]
[02:28.539] In the shadow of the fortress, where the past meets the now,
[02:33.630] The music of the highlands, takes a solemn vow.
[02:38.510] To keep the memories, in every note and line,
[02:43.617] In the heart of Edinburgh, where the stars align.
[02:49.228] [Outro]
[02:49.228] So let the pipes play, and the fiddles soar,
[02:54.015] In the heart of the castle, forevermore.
[02:59.255] Edinburgh Castle, your echoes remain,
[03:03.537] In the soul of the highlands, your legacy’s flame.

作词 : Billie Rae
作曲 : Billie Rae

In the mist of the highlands, where the winds softly call,
Echoes of the past, in the castle’s ancient hall.

Beneath the stone arches, where the shadows play,
Whispers of the old kings, in the light of the day.
The bodhran’s rhythm, the fiddle’s cry,
In the heart of Edinburgh, where the legends lie.

Oh, Edinburgh Castle, standing tall and proud,
Your walls hold the stories, in the misty shroud.
With the pipes and the fiddles, the past comes alive,
In the heart of the highlands, where the spirits thrive.

The wind carries tales, of battles long fought,
Of heroes and maidens, and the lessons they taught.
The drum beats steady, the violin sings,
Of the love and the loss, that the highlands bring.

Oh, Edinburgh Castle, standing tall and proud,
Your walls hold the stories, in the misty shroud.
With the pipes and the fiddles, the past comes alive,
In the heart of the highlands, where the spirits thrive.

In the shadow of the fortress, where the past meets the now,
The music of the highlands, takes a solemn vow.
To keep the memories, in every note and line,
In the heart of Edinburgh, where the stars align.

So let the pipes play, and the fiddles soar,
In the heart of the castle, forevermore.
Edinburgh Castle, your echoes remain,
In the soul of the highlands, your legacy’s flame.