Scáthach

Endless their journey had seemed

Slain, beaten, a defeat

Exiled from the Scythian steppes they had been

No retreat!

With four Roman legions hot on their trail

Betrayed, beaten, a defeat

Two sisters bound for revenge

To Alba in strong gales they set sail

Young Aoife's lover wavered

In a duel, fate would decide

The Dacian prince challenged

Two chariots would ride

No match for the queen

The prince soon lay dead

This deed of her sister

Aoife would never forget

Mighty Scáthach,

Scythian queen,

Fierce Scáthach,

I fight for thee

Oh listen to me now as I tell her tale

Mighty Scáthach,

Scythian queen,

Fierce Scáthach,

I die for thee

Oh hear us now as we sing her tale

And in turn, I will teach

The bravest of thee

Who wants to join

And once fight for me

For Rome will one day

Feel the scorn

Of a Scythian queen

Named Scáthach

Now the Picts had been watching

For the first time they saw

They decided to worship

A true goddess in awe

Come and live on this island

The Picts now cried

For we will ever defend

On our land of shadows

The Roman eagle

Shall never descend!

Endless their journey had seemed

Slain, beaten, a defeat

Exiled from the Scythian steppes they had been

No retreat!

With four Roman Legions hot on their trail

Betrayed, beaten, a defeat

Two sisters bound for revenge

To Alba they set sail

Oh hear me now as I sing her tale

Mighty Scáthach,

Scythian queen,

Fierce Scáthach,

I die for thee

Oh listen to me now as I tell her tale

Mighty Scáthach,

Scythian queen,

Fierce Scáthach,

We pray to thee

Oh hear us now as we sing her tale

And in turn, I will teach

The bravest of thee

Who wants to join

And once fight for me

For Rome will one day

Feel the scorn

Of a Scythian queen

Named Scáthach