When the summer day is over
Its busy cares have flown
I will sit beneath the starlight
With a weary heart alone.
Then it rises like a vision
Sparkling bright it shines for me
My own dear Ellan Vannin
With its green hills by the sea.
Let me hear the ocean murmur
Let me watch your stormy sky
Then above the emerald waters
Sings the sea-eagle as she flies.
Then arising like a vision
Sparkling bright it shines for me
My own dear Ellan Vannin
With its green hills by the sea.
And in all my times of sorrow
And on some lonely shore
I'll go back to Ellan Vannin
To my childhood days once more.