| 作曲 : Barlow, Kammeyer | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| a life under open skies | |
| the scent so different out here in the wild | |
| a land so fair where the free eagle flies | |
| I could walk here a thousand years | |
| your beauty will never grow old | |
| the rain that caresses my face | |
| will never make me feel cold | |
| inside I will never feel cold | |
| Stranded in a fairytale | |
| where's the lady of the lake | |
| the white deer that eludes the hunter | |
| are they here, I wonder | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days | |
| Call me a clansman if I am of worth | |
| a child of bygone days | |
| a promise of serenity | |
| is what you give to me | |
| to me | |
| For my your thunder is a friend | |
| and lightning so innocent | |
| Gladly I'm heeding your call | |
| my fortune is always to see | |
| our ways are connected | |
| an elusive place deep in me | |
| a place deep in me | |
| Stranded in a fairytale | |
| where's the lady of the lake | |
| the white deer that eludes the hunter | |
| are they here, I wonder | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days | |
| Call me a clansman if I am of worth | |
| a child of bygone days | |
| a promise of serenity | |
| is made for me | |
| From the mountain top | |
| to the valleys so deep | |
| your promise cleanses me | |
| it is mine to keep | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days |
| zuo qu : Barlow, Kammeyer | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| a life under open skies | |
| the scent so different out here in the wild | |
| a land so fair where the free eagle flies | |
| I could walk here a thousand years | |
| your beauty will never grow old | |
| the rain that caresses my face | |
| will never make me feel cold | |
| inside I will never feel cold | |
| Stranded in a fairytale | |
| where' s the lady of the lake | |
| the white deer that eludes the hunter | |
| are they here, I wonder | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days | |
| Call me a clansman if I am of worth | |
| a child of bygone days | |
| a promise of serenity | |
| is what you give to me | |
| to me | |
| For my your thunder is a friend | |
| and lightning so innocent | |
| Gladly I' m heeding your call | |
| my fortune is always to see | |
| our ways are connected | |
| an elusive place deep in me | |
| a place deep in me | |
| Stranded in a fairytale | |
| where' s the lady of the lake | |
| the white deer that eludes the hunter | |
| are they here, I wonder | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days | |
| Call me a clansman if I am of worth | |
| a child of bygone days | |
| a promise of serenity | |
| is made for me | |
| From the mountain top | |
| to the valleys so deep | |
| your promise cleanses me | |
| it is mine to keep | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days |
| zuò qǔ : Barlow, Kammeyer | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| a life under open skies | |
| the scent so different out here in the wild | |
| a land so fair where the free eagle flies | |
| I could walk here a thousand years | |
| your beauty will never grow old | |
| the rain that caresses my face | |
| will never make me feel cold | |
| inside I will never feel cold | |
| Stranded in a fairytale | |
| where' s the lady of the lake | |
| the white deer that eludes the hunter | |
| are they here, I wonder | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days | |
| Call me a clansman if I am of worth | |
| a child of bygone days | |
| a promise of serenity | |
| is what you give to me | |
| to me | |
| For my your thunder is a friend | |
| and lightning so innocent | |
| Gladly I' m heeding your call | |
| my fortune is always to see | |
| our ways are connected | |
| an elusive place deep in me | |
| a place deep in me | |
| Stranded in a fairytale | |
| where' s the lady of the lake | |
| the white deer that eludes the hunter | |
| are they here, I wonder | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days | |
| Call me a clansman if I am of worth | |
| a child of bygone days | |
| a promise of serenity | |
| is made for me | |
| From the mountain top | |
| to the valleys so deep | |
| your promise cleanses me | |
| it is mine to keep | |
| Highland green you know my heart | |
| nothing can ever tear us apart | |
| longing for your simple ways | |
| fill my dreams, steal my days |