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Ochoin a ri, 'si mo ribhinn donn |
Alas and woe is me, my brown-haired maiden |
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Dh 'fhag mi fo mhi-ghean 'us m'inntinn trom |
The cause of my discontent and my heavy heart |
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Gur e a boichead a rinn mo leonadh |
It is her beauty which has left me grieving |
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'S cha bhi mi beo gun mo ribhinn donn |
And I cannot survive without her |
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Is truagh an drasda nach robh mi 'm bhard |
Would that I were a bard |
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A ghleusadh clarsach 's a sheinneadh dan |
Who could tune a harp and sing a song |
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'S gu 'n innsinn buadhan na maighdinn uasail |
So that I might extol the virtues of that gentle maiden |
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Mu' bheil mo smuaintean gach oidhche 's la |
Who feels my thoughts both night and day |
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Gur boidheach, dualach an cuailean min |
Beautiful and luxuriant is the delicate hair |
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A th'air a'ghruagaich a bhuair mo chridh' |
Of the maiden who has wounded my heart |
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Gur binne comhradh na guth na smeoraich |
Her conversation is sweeter than the thrush's singing |
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'S tha mise bronach o'n dh'thag i mi |
And I am filled with sorrow since she left me |
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Ged tha mo ghrian-sa a'triall fo sgleo |
Though my sun has gone under a cloud |
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Is mise 'm bliadhna mar ian 'sa cheo |
And I this year, like a bird, enshrouded in mist |
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Togaidh 'n sgaile 's ni ise dearrsadh |
The shadow will lift and she will shine again |
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'S gu 'm faigh mi slainte gach la ri 'm bheo |
And I will live in health each day of my life |
