No more pretending No more deny When the sun goes down Will I know who wears the crown No more deceiving No more grieving When the sun goes down Will they know who wears the crown There you stood in front of me Dressed in glory White to see Spell-bound on the deep blue skies Created on high Cold and warm you set one's heart 'Cause you're the mighty one Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán Nach aoibhinn an radharc Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí is glór do Dhia Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí Nach aoibhinn an radharc Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán Travel on a journey task Expedition Breathless mask Vision seen with glaring eyes On top of the world Trace the footsteps gone before Yes you're the mighty one Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán Nach aoibhinn an radharc Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí is glór do Dhia Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí Nach aoibhinn an radharc Mo bheannacht duit o mo chroí go h-iomlán