Thare Is Na Time That Wull Nae Come Again

‘

The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again, and you with it,

speck of dust’. Nietzsche’s demon.( The Gay Science 341)

 

 

Thare is na time that wull nae come again

Th' stoor o' ages weightless winds huv spread

Howfur git back 'ere ah cannae ken

 

Oor bairn’s a mon tae quickly grown frae grain

'n' we noo wear th' masks o' parents deid

Howfur made it 'ere ah cannae ken

 

Ah track oor years by pathways thro' th' glens

'n' loue ye mair than ever cuid be said

Howfur git back 'ere ah cannae ken

 

Th' seasons wi' thair changes come 'n' then

print upon th' freish genetic treads.

Thare is na time that wull nae come again

 

Thae trees wha's totem beauty time distains

climb thro' space tae light whaur thay ur fed

Howfur git back 'ere ah cannae ken

 

In time a' Hielands fall upon th' plain

'n' ragin` floods wi' mortal blood run rid

Thare is na time that wull nae come again.

But howfur  git tae 'ere, ah cannae ken.