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Hozier’s Butchered Tongue is so resonant for me. Though my mother tongue wasn’t subject to a campaign of eradication like Scots Gaelic, Gaelic and Welsh, I have lost most of it to assimilation.

I’ve been relearning it for about a year now, and while it is very much a butchered tongue in my mouth, the act of speaking it is an act of resistance, of recovery, of joy.

It is still singing in me, here, above the ground - that has to count for something.

The lyrics are in Scots Gaelic (which I have been Learning more about the history of thanks to @ayeforscotland ‘s server — I highly recommend you watch his in defence of Scots Gaelic video) and my own mother tongue Setswana, and translate to “I feel at home, hearing a music few still understand.”

Finally, the person in the last panel is singing/shouting against a backdrop of newspaper headlines (one reads ‘Independence Now!’ as a nod to Welsh & Scottish independence movements) because fighting to bring back the Welsh, Gaelic & Scots Gaelic languages is a continuing challenge.