Alan Stivell - The wind of keltia

^CmYou are a ^Gmbark floating ^Bbfree in the ^Cmharbour ^Cm You are a p^Gmhantom ^Bbship in high ^Cmsea ^Cm Rolling an ^Gmpitching your ^Bbway through ^Cmwhite water ^Cm While slowly ^Gmdawns the ^Bbday ^Cm

^CmGreat sea is ^Gmrising ^Cm whispering f^Gmreedom ^Cm Blown by the ^Gmnorth wind its ^Cmsong is ^Gmsure ^Cm Great sea is ^Gmrising ^Cm whispering ^Gmfreedom ^Eb Breeze in the ^Bbwind of ^CmKeltia ^Cm

^CmYou are a ^Gmforest of ^Bbfaces of ^Cmchildren ^Cm Born on the ^Gmearth and we^Bbaned on the ^Cmsea ^Cm Faces of ^Gmgranit and ^Bbfaces of ^Cmangels ^CmHopes carved ^Gmfrom wood and ^Bbsteel ^Cm

^CmGreat sea is ^Gmrising ^Cm whispering f^Gmreedom ^Cm Blown by the ^Gmnorth wind its ^Cmsong is ^Gmsure ^Cm Great sea is ^Gmrising ^Cm whispering ^Gmfreedom ^Eb Breeze in the ^Bbwind of ^CmKeltia ^Cm

^EbHooo ^BbHooo ^CmHooo ^Cm