Are bogged down in ancient fueds
Like the feuds your kinsmen once began
Yes! And so the Queen of England
We're too weak to fight her empire's plan
And so my friend, we must put old claims asside
And join as one, a course that's never been tried
That would call for trust
Father, I know well what kind of victory this shows
Tell me, was my fate just sealed for me?
If you do accept this marriage union they propose
I must give up Tiernan and the sea
To carve a life that's mine
But this fight calls for more
Where Do I draw the line?
We are now forced to choose
Grace! You promised yourself to me! Does that mean nothing to you?
Two small lives must yield