My fingers touch the solid stones
Strong and cold, they keep me from home
Imprisoned like a wingless dove
Far away from the land I love

Lonely days count lonely years
I have cried a thousand tears
All that I tried to gain
Is lost the effort was invane

At Carberry hill I lost my crown
My husband fled, my luck went down
In England's hands I fell
18 years a living [bad word] 
The Scotish crown belongs to me
Yet I'm bound I can not flee
With iron claws England holds tight
All is lost, no chance to fight

Silence - silence everywhere

COLD WALL ARE MY REWARD
LONELYNESS ENGULVES MY SOUL
I'VE BEEN [bad word] I GAVE MY HEART
STAINED TEARS I CRIED
I LONG TO BE FREE AGAIN
TO WALK IN PEACE AGAIN
SCOTLAND CRIES, HER QUEEN IS LOST
AGONY'S HER FRIEND AGAIN