Swimming on the surface of the soft, silky sea; br Surfacing upon each wave that breaks free; br Running with the floodtide as the moon is full; br Brightly it shimmers silver upon our school. br br Chorus: br Running with white horses, running with the sea; br Diving and jumping - my mate swims next to me; br br We pass by Portlogan on our way to Clyde; br View the rugged coast thru flotsam on the tide; br Past the Craig and Arran, to the south of Skye br And gaze the Coulan mountains as we swim by. br br On-course for the Dornoch Firth come summer’s sun, br Our journey round your green land is now begun; br Cutting thru satin-blue; diving down and deep; br Up we race in Freedom’s smiling pleasure leap. br br You can see us from the cliffs, jumping the blue; br We’re guests, alive in paradise, just like you. br Must you turn our joy into a salt-sea tear? br So many dolphins die by man’s hand each year.